Brown eyes watched as the other girl was grabbed, was told sweet whispers or unholy words – Morgan didn’t know – but whatever the case may be, those brown eyes rolled and initiated for her head to follow suit. “Damn it,” she hissed, not wanting to involve herself in the situation, but also finding it her duty to help another. It came natural. After closing the distance, a false smile was placed on her face as she stared at the vulgar individual holding the blonde. “The hell you doing with my girl?” Morgan bit, staring with a large air despite her smaller size.
Leslie raised an eyebrow as the stranger let go of her arm and scoffed. “Girl, huh? Yeah right,” they sneered. “Best believe it, babe,” she replied, standing closer to Morgan but the person just didn’t seem to back down.
















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