i am womanfully resisting the urge to quote every second line. just so you know.

Running into walls, getting into fights, falling for the wrong girl, biting his tongue, black eyes and reprimands, that's his specialty now.

oh god, i love your ray.

he's forgetting the cuffs and really hurting himself this time

did i mention the love?

also, the last lines require the use of CAPSLOCK, because OW. YOW. ROWR.

There's soft hair falling across his forehead and a skip in his heartbeat like he ran too fast and he's not going to make it. He's getting what he wants. He's covered in blowback.

And it's fuck-up time.

perfect. and like he ran too fast and he's not going to make it, yes, yes, yes.

hi. i like your story. now i have to go and do some work.