She wasnt ready to strike out at anyone currently, but maybe she noticed his parinoia. She shot up again, thistime moving behind him. Palm pressed against his chin, makngi him riaise his neck. Breath could be felt against his neck.
"Course, maybe I feel like a late night snack."
((Pweeez dont consider this god-modding. I have no intentions of doing anything without your permission. If you want me to change this just say.))
"Course, maybe I feel like a late night snack."
((Pweeez dont consider this god-modding. I have no intentions of doing anything without your permission. If you want me to change this just say.))