"Someone has a little temper." He said, wiping his thumb across his bottom lip.
"You know what? Fuck you." I snarled.
His dark eyes glowed, and he stalked towards me, his massive body trying to intimidate me.
"I thought you would never ask." He said, and he lunged at me.
Enter Kit Stormer.
Age. 18 years old.
Birth. Foster Child. (Don't ever question me about it.)
Personality. Completely frigid. (Nuh huh. I just don't like you."
Favorite Saying. "I can kick your ass." (Which is true.)
Fact. Everyone has secrets. (I will kill to protect mine.)
Opinion. I hate Dante Livono.
Enter Dante Livono.
Age. 22 years old.
Birth. Unknown. (Don't even go there.)
Personality. Mega Player. (Being a Gang leader is a big deal with the ladies)
Favorite Saying. "Come here, Kitty Kitty." (If only she would heel, too.)
Fact. Everyone has secrets. (.....)
Opinion. I hate Kit Stormer.