A vengence story“There are too many lights in this city.” The blond haired boy spoke the words looking down at the passing cars and streetlights below, it didn’t seem to bother him or his red haired companion that they were sitting on the edge of a twenty story building, it was a normal meeting place for the two, the blond haired boy let a smile play across his face as he looked over at the boy next to him. “Red.” The other boy looked over at him and the blond haired handed him a pocket knife, the red haired boy took it and stuffed it in his pocket. “Red when are you going to get a man’s knife,”A vengence story
FallenA bright shine filled unwanted eyes as a small moan escaped from a chapped mouth, a black cat scampered by as a body moved turning on it’s back and sat up.Fallen
The light exposed the body’s features, revealing a bare chest, not too finely tuned, but enough help the body up. A pale hand gripped the wall pulling the body off the ground.
“Ugh.”
The groan was more from the light than the pounding in it’s head.
Shut eyes open revealing green eyes, slightly covered by brown bangs, the body sniffed before looking around.
Garbage cans, trash and one hobo was what lied in it’s field of vision
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Hmmm... I should put something witty here.
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One Fine Day In the middle of the Night
Two Dead Boys got Up to Fight.
Back to Back they Faced Each Other;
Drew their Swords and Shot Each Other.
Glad to have you among our ink, then C%
... yeah that was totally not nerdy as all hell. )8;
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One Fine Day In the middle of the Night
Two Dead Boys got Up to Fight.
Back to Back they Faced Each Other;
Drew their Swords and Shot Each Other.
WELL MET, THEN.
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One Fine Day In the middle of the Night
Two Dead Boys got Up to Fight.
Back to Back they Faced Each Other;
Drew their Swords and Shot Each Other.
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"We're sorta like 7/11. We're not always doing business, but we're always open." ~Boondock Saints
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"We're sorta like 7/11. We're not always doing business, but we're always open." ~Boondock Saints
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