Kyle Rogers

I smirk as I hear you knock on the door of my room. I knew you couldn't go a day without talking to me... not that I could go a day without talking to you, either. I open the door. I roll my eyes and lean heavily against the wall, crossing my arms. I give you a look that holds all the attitude I can muster can't you leave me alone, you goose-head? maybe I don't WANT to see you - have you ever considered that? I smirk again, staring down at you through half-lidded red eyes