by HypnoticPanda » Fri May 18, 2012 11:55 am
"No! I'm sorry!" She squeaked and took off running to stand behind the bike. She eyed the rag that was twirled in his hand with disdain. Her arms crossed tightly across her chest. A smile was on her lips though.
And when the riots stir, you are the sound mind.And in the disorder, you are the peace sign.