Tom Ridgewell wrote:Mark shivered slightly, feeling pain shoot through his body before he blinked hard, his eyes turning to a dark red and a smirk appearing on his face as he glanced around, trying to find some trouble to make "no more mr.mark guy!" Dark snickered as he walked down the sidewalk, hands in pockets.
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"Tord, come over. You're eating with us, you're not ging to say no because it free food." Tom said in the most monotone voice he could have managed, but really, he was trying so hard not to laugh and and give awasy the fact that he was planning something and he managed to do it successfully!
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Tags;; Tom || Male[/center]`` Uh, ok. I'll come for only this once. But what is it for? You wouldn't randomly say this out of no where. `` Tord didn't hesitate but already left. Walking down he still wondered why he was invited? He took a shortcut and was finally there. ( The gang were already in, weren't they? ) He knocked and waited.

