(Needs major editing.) "What are you doing with that?" I looked up at the innocent boy in front of me. "Lukeybear, I need to shave." He looked a little bit hesitant but finally handed me the pink razor. "Promise?" "I promise" I broke a lot of promises that year so one more wasn't going to hurt...or so I thought. (Cover by bleachedflowers) Copyright © 2014 showFreak1232