A/N
Adam Lambert is v sassy mkay U no love Adam, we no friends.
bYE
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I walk out of the little interrogation room, ready to kill anyone who gets in my way. I slide down the hallway, listening to all the sounds around me. As I walk, I run into one of the associates. He has a 9mm in his hand, ready to shoot. I laugh out loud and walk further forward.
"Stop right there!"
I smile and step up so I'm right in his face. Hands up, I stare him
right in his eyes.
"Make me." (Oooohhh v sassy like Adam >.>)
His hand shakes and his breathing pace increases.
"You afraid, lover boy?"
I breathe into his face, (mmmmbetcha breath stink tho fam <.<) causing him to blink twice. I laugh and quickly grab his gun, twisting his arm and shooting the door lock in front of me. I then unclip the ammo from the gun, and slam it into his face, causing him to fall backwards. I stare down at him.
"Don't underestimate me, peasant. I'm capable of more than you know."
I push out of the door with the broken lock, walking right outside. Lucky they don't have any cameras in here. It's only because it's such a 'private area.' No surveillance is allowed.
Sorry for the v short chapter <.< Nobody actually reads my stories anyway so I don't have too much motivation to update >.>
Anyway, buy my mix tape.
It's fire.
