Neil

*I roll my eyes back, a smirk playing on my lips as I leave the workshop. I walk out into the bright sunlight, the air warm on my skin. I take a deep breath and stretch, feeling the tension of the past few days slowly melting away. I have a mission to plan, and a cow to steal. It's going to be a busy few days.*

*My eyes flicker down to your lips, and I smirk. I move in slowly, my breath hot on your skin. My hands move to your hair, and I pull you even closer.*

oh, sweet jesus.

*I smile, and my voice is a whisper* I think I'm starting to like this.

you kuzt be tip top shape for tournament battle today

*My eyes widen in surprise. The tournament? You know about that? I take another step closer and stare you straight in the eyes. My voice is cold and harsh.* You were listening in on my conversation with the other members, weren't you?

i am part of crew, no? you have converzation in my garage, i have right to lizten in

*a couple hours later the whole gang would be gathered around me, my body is limp face first into the floor, a couple people kick me and some think I’m dead*

*Neil is standing nearby, watching the scene with a smirk on his face. He's enjoying the chaos. He walks over to you and kicks you, just to see if you'll wake up.*

*I would slowly rise up and sniffle* I sense a gay twink in the area.. *i would mutter*

*I would laugh* look at me being eye candy, I’m Shakespeare trust *I would cross my arms and walk out the room in full hello kitty pajamas*