She stood in the alley smoke rising from her mouth. Y/N was the badest girl in Tulsa. She was basically a female Dallas Winston. People knew not to mess with her but did that stop them? No. Tim Shepard and his outfit were walking past the dark moonlit alley noticing the girl. He walked over to her.
"Hey, pretty lady." The girl looked at him and smirked.
"Shepard." She nodded towards him.
"What's a pretty girl like you doin' out here all alone?"
"What's it to you?"
"Oh, I just wanna show you a good time."
"Do you think I'm some kind of slut?"
"I don't know. Maybe."
"Fuck you. Do you know who I am?"
"Do you see how dark it is?"
"Y/N L/N."
"Interesting, The female Dallas Winston. I mean he's with a girl each night. Are you with a guy each night?"
"No. Because I ain't no slut."
"Oh really?"
She took no time to punch him in the face. "When people say to stay away from me because I'm dangerous, you should listen."
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