-CLEIN'S POV-
"MOVE QUICKLY! I am starving, ugliness! You move like a turtle, and I'm not sure why my brother likes y—"
The runt stopped complaining when I whacked the back of his head.
"Ouch! You're such a meanie, you, unappealing woman!" He groaned and scratched his cranium.
"No F word when I'm around rascal or you'll receive more than that, you hear me!" I barked back and walked away from him. I listened to him utter something before stomping his foot on the brick floor and following suit. I let out a relieved sigh as he went silent. At the time, I had no intention of zeroing in all of my efforts on the little rascal since I grew extremely anxious as I marched up the long hallway leading to the third floor of that immense structure, where the aforementioned Big Boss was most likel
