Post by Prisonner Of Today on Mar 17, 2007 3:00:23 GMT -5
Priz looks around the room, and spotting a drink trolley in the corner, rolls it towards Ivan.
"I suppose we could drag him around on that. We'd have to stick to the streets though, and that's a tad risky. Is he too injured to stay here?"
"I suppose we could drag him around on that. We'd have to stick to the streets though, and that's a tad risky. Is he too injured to stay here?"
