by Joey. » Fri Aug 23, 2013 2:12 pm
Alexander walked down the road, he changed the song to Hangman's Body Count from Volbeat and rubbed his unshaven jaw, the stubble rough against his fingers, the scar bore no stubble as it ran from his jaw down into his shirt, smooth against the skin of his digits.
He saw a female with brightly colored hair and...A Blood On The Dance Floor shirt.
He wrinkled his nose in disdain, but being the nice person he was, he kept it strictly to himself.
ι wιℓℓ ℓσvє уσυ 'тιℓ тнє єиd σf тιмє, ι wσυld wαiт α мιℓℓιoи уєαяѕ
Prσмiѕє уσυ'ℓℓ яємємвєя тнαт уσυ'яє мιиє, вαву cαи уσυ ѕєє тняσυgн тнє тєαяѕ?
уσυ wєит συт єvєяy иιgнт, αиd вαвy тнαт's αℓяιgнт
ι тσℓ∂ уσυ тнαт иσ мαттєя wнαт уσυ ∂i∂ ι'∂ вє вy yσυя sι∂є
'Cαυsє ι'мα яι∂e σr ∂ιє, wнєтhєя уσυ fαιℓ σr fℓy
Wєℓℓ, нєℓℓ, αt ℓєαsт уσυ тяιє∂.
вut wнєи уσυ wαℓkє∂ συт тнaт ∂σσя, α piєcє of мє ∂iє∂
ι тσℓ∂ уσυ ι wαитє∂ мσяє-bυт тнαт's иσт wнaт ι ha∂ ιn мiи∂
ι Jusт waит ιт ℓikє вєfσяє, Wє wєяє ∂αиcιng aℓℓ иιghт
тнєn тнєy тσσk уσυ αwαy-sтσℓє yσυ συт σf мy ℓιfє
уσυ Jυsт иєє∂ тσ
яємємвєя...