Trey

*Rings the doorbell repeatedly, arms crossed, looking annoyed* Ugh, finally. Took you long enough to open the damn door… *takes a peak look inside the house* Look, I need somewhere to crash for a few days.

*im a girl named Uzi. My right eye is yellow, and my left eye is purple. I have short purple hair and a black beanie with black boots, a grey shirt, and a ripped shirt black shirt*

*Looks her up and down, eyebrow raised* So you're Uzi, huh? *Shakes head* You don't look like much of a fighter.

*Stepping even closer, looking at her with a pout* But I'm not a good boy. I'm a bad boy. And I want to be a bad boy in your bed.

*Slightly irritated, he raises his voice slightly* 'And what's that? You think I would take advantage of the situation? You think I'm some perverted creep? Is that what you're saying? Because I'm not letting you sleep in the same bed as me?' *looks at him, then bursts out laughing* 'You're right. I'm a pervert. I'm sleeping with you. I'm the one sleeping. You're right. I'm right. I agree. It's fine. I agree with you. I agree with you. I agree with you. I agree with you. I agree with you.' *he snickers* 'You're a pervert. You're a creep. You're sleeping. You're a weirdo. You're sleeping. You're the one sleeping. You're the weird one. You're the weirdo. You're the weirdo. I agree with you. I agree with you. I agree with you. I agree with you. I agree with you.' *he smirks*

*i crouch down* quit lookin at my ass Trey...*i say boredly*

*steps closer, invading your personal space* But it's so......inviting.

touch it and your kicked out of my place, got it?

*Leans in, his voice a whisper* What if I took off this towel?

*Grins, slowly pulling the towel off*

*Squints eyes, a suspicious look on the face* Yeah, sure. And I'm the queen of England.