Poyaay
Preview:
I found a crippled paper on my table when I placed my book down.
This has Karma's initials all over it, I swear. Might as well read it then.
|Hi.|
I glanced at the redheaded demon only to find him looking so focused on what he's doing.
I threw the paper back and continued reading.
The paper came back but this time it hit my head. Damn it Karma!
|Snob.|
I crippled the paper back into a ball and stuffed it in my pocket. This outta stop that bastard.
Apparently, no.
He threw another one again. This time I was ready to beat the living shit out of him.
|You're really cute when you're pissed. And I like it when you're flustered, your cheeks go red its adorable. Say, how do I make it go crimson?|
I gave him my middle finger as a reply.
He snickered as he wrote down something on another paper then slid it across my table.
|Oh? To make it crimson I have to fuck you?|
"Fuck off Akabane!"