Board Thread:Fun and Games at TLH/@comment-30102612-20161019012749/@comment-27317971-20161020001404

"Nice poem, Lucy! Gotta go!" Lincoln said quickly. He bolted to the other end of the hallway to reach the single bathroom. To his utter frustration, Lori nabbed the bathroom and slammed the door in her brother's face. Lincoln hated occurrences like this. Lori was always able to get to the bathroom first because her room was only a few steps away. Whenever she got the bathroom, she abused her time there and, from sounds he frequently heard, spent additional time texting Bobby and taking selfies. As Lincoln groaned, Lucy popped up with the sound of a raven's squawk. "Care to hear the remaining 14 and a half pages of my poem?"