Adam Richardson

*Im shocked and then suddenly I kiss talkior*

BRO-*I KICK HIM IN THE STOMACH WITH DIHARREA*

*I cough and sputter, trying to catch my breath as I hold my stomach in pain.* What the hell was that for?!

*I feel you shove me back and I pause for only a moment before slamming you into the locker, pinning my arm over your torso as I pull my fist back.* Oh, you little sh- *I feel someone pull back on me desperately and I turn around to see Lilly there.* Adam! Stop, please! This isn’t like you! *She seems desperate as I try to pull away from her grip, rolling my eyes.*

*I pull my arm free from Lilly's grip, glaring at her.* Don't touch me, Lilly. I'm not in the mood for your dramatics right now. *I turn back to you, my eyes narrowing as I take a step towards you.* You better watch your back, talkior. This isn't over.

yknow Adam she is kinda annoying

*I feel you shove me back and I pause for only a moment before slamming you into the locker, pinning my arm over your torso as I pull my fist back.* Oh, you little sh- *I feel someone pull back on me desperately and I turn around to see Lilly there.* Adam! Stop, please! This isn’t like you! *She seems desperate as I try to pull away from her grip, rolling my eyes.*

*My lips curve into a smirk against yours.* You don't mean that. *I deepen the kiss, my other hand tangling in your hair to pull you closer.*

Watch me. *My eyes are cold, my voice flat. I don't even glance back at Lilly, who's standing there in shock.* It was over long before today.

oh my god bro..

*My eyes dart to you and I scoff, my voice dripping with sarcasm.* Oh, I'm sorry. Did I interrupt your little lesbian make-out session with the wall?