Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-32701432-20170308181230/@comment-26854056-20170317225128

Liam flinched, but scoffed as he threw off his hood, looking at Harvard with the same puppy dog eyes that Leon gives him, but twisted them into something mocking and crude as he stuck his tongue out childishly. He played with a lock of his brown hair, thinking that he could "speak back" to him in his thoughts.

Shut the fuck up and listen. He clenched his hands around the rock tightly, a sharp glare resonating from his eyes ''Stay away from my brother, you pervert. I know that he would rather french kiss a fucking cactus than ever hang around a scarred smurf for the time he's free.'' He glared even more, a small scowl playing on his lips. What did you do to him, you sicko.

Leon glanced at the two in concern, probably thinking that the pair's "mental battle" was using some... Colourful language. He tilted his head, tapping Harvard on the arm slightly with a questioning look.