Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-28439145-20170610192148/@comment-27317971-20170612195556

On my journeying path, I met quite a few people. One man, in particular, was dressed in a faded blue polo and dusty black pants.

He asked me, "Could you spare some change for gas?"

As I fished through my pockets for my wallet, I shed some words of wisdom onto him, much like how a newly-grown butterfly sheds its cocoon at the end of its metamorphosis. "You know, in this world, we could all use a little change."

The man in the polo didn't seem amused. "Seriously man, I don't care for you little motivational figurative language stuff. I really need some money for gasoline. My car broke down in the desert and my insurance doesn't cover gas costs."

I shrugged my shoulder.s "Well, we could all use a little change, like you getting better insurance-"

"I JUST NEED MONEY, OKAY?! MY WIFE AND CHILDREN NEED ME AND ARE MOST LIKELY IN A STATE OF GRIEF AFTER MY SUPPOSED DEATH! JUST GIVE ME SOME CHANGE FOR GASOLINE!!!!"

"Okay," I replied simply, as I handed him some gas money.