Niklaus Wade
Caspian laughs slowly at first before it turns into a full blown laugh and with trembling hands, he runs his fingers through his dark brown hair.
"You're insane," Caspian whispers.
"You think I'd actually cut you with this?" Gnashton turns to look at Caspian, his hip resting on the counter by the sink with the broken glass in his hand.
"The question is do I actually think you wouldn't cut me with it," Caspian rolls his eyes, "how have you not be classified as a grade A sociopath?"
"The same way you haven't been classified as a grade A psychotic narcissist," came Gnashton.
"Cute," Caspian takes another step back.
"I'm waiting for a confession," Gnashton's feet tap on the floor slowly.
Thats when I can tell he's beginning to become restless which meant Casp
