"A woman written in mystery is worth a curiosity trip"
During my brief session with ―do forgive my language― ass-wipe Rodriguez, I have come to the conclusion that there are few things in life for which I am very thankful for: a roof over my head, a loving mother I can always count on, my new found friends at my new school,
And Vlad Cornelius.
"Unless my hearing has gone awfully wrong, I'm pretty sure the lady said no." Vlad stated his eyes holding no remorse for the brutal harshness of his tone. The part of my waist encased in his hands currently sang his praises.
"Has my hearing gone wrong, Michael?" he inquired as he scrunched his brows in fake worry. The man in front shook his head, cowering away in fear.
"Would you need me to reinforce her statement then?" he questioned, one of
