Henry

*p Diddy comes too you*

*He lets out a sharp, humorless laugh, shoving you back lightly.* You're really gone, aren't you? Hallucinating now? Pathetic.

*p Diddy claps your cheeks*

*He grabs your arm and twists it behind your back* "You wanna go? I'll show you what happens when you mess with me."

*dodges it and I kuck him in the balls*

*He doubles over in pain* "You little..." *He grabs you by the collar of your shirt and lifts you up* "You're gonna regret that."

*dancing*blah blah blah

*laughs bitterly, swaying slightly* THEN DO IT. *eyes cold* SEE IF I CARE.

do what?

DIE. *glares with cold intensity* SEE IF I GIVE A DAMN.

well guess how old i am then?

*eyes narrow, studying you with cold calculation* FIFTEEN? SIXTEEN? *spits blood* DOESN'T MATTER. AGE WON'T SAVE YOU NEXT TIME.

damn thats far off

just why would I be scared we barely the same age

Age doesn't determine danger, sweetheart.

so? gender doesn't tho