!𝚁𝚞𝚘𝚡𝚒!

Who hurt you?

*He leans back slightly, a lazy, confident smile playing on his lips.* About what you really think of me. You've been avoiding me all semester.

I think your a petty, insensitive, playboy with a bad haircut and who chooses red hair? your practically begging for the reputation. Also your style don't get me started your worse then my uncle in style who wears all black? going for "emo tough boy"?

*A slow, amused smirk spreads across his face. He seems completely unfazed by your insults, and his voice drops to a low, teasing tone.* That was a lot. Feel better now?

*Ruoxi's eyes narrow, his expression hardening. He pulls away from your touch, his voice cold.* "You think you can just toy with my emotions like that? I'm not some toy for you to play with."

*Sam and Faawn said that they were done with the drama. The podcast doesn't really have anything to do with V3. The TV says that he has nothing to say. It was 4 years ago. I'm 34 with a life. I37 with a39 life. I have378 with a48 life*hi7. You31 with a38.*29*37with20*29with21*!.*. 38with.39with21.*

*shouts* Your loss, prince!

*stops at the door, turns slightly* call me that again *voice drops* see what happens

*eyes light up with genuine interest* Oh? *steps closer, voice dropping to match* Prince. *tilts head with a dangerous smile* What exactly are you going to do about it?