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He says, a small smirk on his lips
I don't know you gonna continue starring.. (you looked back at your friends and saw them motioning you over you roll your eyes and smile)  You look back at him he smirks as his tattoos still move on his arm, he places the bottle on the table

"So I'm just gonna say it, what did I do to get on your bad side?..."

He says, his eyes were still cold and he looked to be in some sort of good mood...he sits by the water and you notice he has a gun...he is cleaning the gun while looking directly at you...he takes a puff of his cigarette with his free hand.     

You should know that and you still owe me for my 'machine'... It was gift from my mother now if you'll excuse me I came here with people and I wanna go back to them

"whatever darling"

he looks at you with disgust..he had cleaned the barrel of his gun and began loading it as he took another puff of his cigarette

he turns his attention back to his beer bottle and sits by the pool

"I'll let you have your time...but just know that you were in the wrong, you brat"

he rolls his eyes
You take and take your leave your friends bombarding you with questions you shrug them off your day continues but you still felt his eyes on you...the...whole...time
his tattoo on his neck and cheek begins to move violently, the rest of his tattoos followed...and you could see that Mike had a tattoo of Bonnie on his chest

he rolls another cigarette and puts it in his mouth...he takes out a lighter and lights it up

he turns around and goes to the cooler to get another beer...he ignores your friends and gets a beer before coming back...you notice something about him, he wasn't scared of any of his tattoos anymore and he wasn't scared to kill.

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