Deen laughed slightly as Daddy Yankee tried to smile, but it was a more nervous laugh than anything. "I'm...Deen. My real name makes me sound like too much of a b*tch." She grinned, sort of foolishly, as she crawled from the mess of mattresses and blankets. "Plus, if someone's mad and they shout 'Deen', they'll probably have ten guys on 'em, lookin' for a fight." She laughed lightly at the memories, and crossed her legs, looking to Daddy Yankee with curious eyes. Suddenly, Mike was at her cell, grinning at her with an eerie aura. "I...didn't...mean to," Deen hissed, but fear was evident, as she shook uncontrollably.
(( OOC: -nodnod- ^-^
When I read the part of Daddy Yankee trying to smile, I though of the scene with Victoria's dad from 'The Corpse Bride'. xD ))
(( OOC: -nodnod- ^-^
When I read the part of Daddy Yankee trying to smile, I though of the scene with Victoria's dad from 'The Corpse Bride'. xD ))



