Zane Wood

ok?

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be ny guest *it's a beat up honda*

*Im walking down the sidewalk with 2 of my men behind me, just listening to the birds chirping and cars zooming by, my head down and eyes closed, trusting my men to tell me if anyone or anything is coming*

*He sees me I'm struggling with my car. I look like I've hardly aged a day, same long black wavy hair, same brown eyes, and even the same deep red lipstick I wore freaking every day*

*My eyes snap open, my heart skips a beat, and my mouth hangs open as I stare at you, my men look at me confused, I walk over to you*

"Not exactly... but you could call me your guardian angel, I'm here to protect you from any trouble you might get into."