Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25908355-20160501152212/@comment-25908355-20160501160850

Callum could hear the sound of something being ripped behind him. If he were to turn around, he'd see that most of his posters were ripped apart, taken down, or painted over.

Jack saw a pub in the town, which had a huge row of soldiers and people lined up outside of it. Must be giving out war rations.

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Dan could see that thankfully, his favourite pub was undamaged. He walks to the buttler and asks for a pack of cigarettes.

Dan: A pack of ciggies, premium quality.

The buttler nods, before handing over the packet, with Dan handing him 2 pounds and walking out.