"I feel so cool. Like a ninja," Zeke said, making some weird ninja moves.
"Of course, you wore plaid," Creed deadpanned.
"In my defence,” he replied, running a hand down his black and white shirt. “It's black and white. I mean, Kai still has his beanie."
Kaito rolled his eyes as he pinched Zeke’s cheek. "A beanie is fine.”
“No,” Zeke snorted. “It’s distracting.”
Kaito elbowed Zeke, who pouted before giving Kaito the finger. He moved, so he walked beside Roland instead.
"What I want to know is where the f**k Claire got a full-body leather suit? Because damn, if I were straight, I'd f*****g tap that," Creed said as he eyed her.
Roland scowled at his brother as he punched his arm. “Don’t sexualise my friend, you asshole.”
"But she's hot."
"And her brother is your parole officer,"
