THIS ENDS IN BLOOD.

Character A tilting Character B’s chin up to get a better look at their face and the evidence of the fight. A delicately thumbs away the streak of blood by B’s mouth, saying nothing as they examine it. After a brief pause, B’s heart skips a nervous beat as A looks them dead in the eyes. Their voice is quiet and tense, their anger barely restrained.

WHEN THEY’RE ENEMIES

“I’ll do you right here, right now.” —you know which Keith.

Keith's dark chuckle at the mention of 'public indecency' clearly implied it hadn't been something he thought about, he took the reminder in stride though. Taking one last drink from his cup before setting it down, "Wha'kinda leader would I be if all I did was bluff, eh?" he snickers, loosely grabbing Alex's wrist with a small tug for him to follow; he wasn't going to force him anywhere unless Alex made clear he wanted to be.

so back in high school i was in the class for “troubled kids” and there were like maybe 7 kids in there. there was one punk kid in it and i remember when i got my first denim vest he got excited and just ripped a patch off of his and was like “here is something to add to it” and i always thought it was so sweet and wholesome