Finley nodded, rubbing his arms. "This strike of yours better be good."
Newsies role-play anyone?
"It will be if we ever make it there," Sacia replied with a sigh.
"How far away is this strike? Manhattan?" Finely groaned. "That's a long way…."
time change
A large group of newises signaled their arrival. "Told you we were headed the right way." Marvin called over his shoulder.
(I thought you were Marv?)
(sorry i keep confusing Marvin and Finley)
"Well…I guess I'm doin' this then." Finely grumbled.
(@PuffPoff are you feeling better?)
(….eh)
Um… Hello? Can I join this conversation?
(sure!)
Marvin walked forward, drawn in by the large numbers gathered in the square. "Try not to get lost."
Finley gulped as he looked around. This is way too many people for one place… He sighed, following Marv closely.
(Woah, I’m here.)
(I'm not gonna be here but @@CheezeJesus if you want to add something to the rp go ahead)