by MissNovocaine » Mon Jan 27, 2014 8:29 pm
Nicole's eyes flared, and the spark was ignited. "You wanna play it that way? Fine. There's something you gotta' know. My dog comes in when the weathers bad- even if it means you stay out. I wouldn't touch any of your filthy things if my life depended on it. You touch any of my things, and I'll claw your face off. We work together for the challenges, if you screw up, you did it to yourself. Because I don't screw up." She spat, glaring at him. She didn't do that 'bad boy' attitude. "Why don't you pick up your clothes?" She muttered, almost inaudible, as she went and sat on her bottom bunk. Oh, boy. How would this work?