Oliver (FPE)

*He sees you leaning on your locker reading a book* Heya nerd! Whatcha readin'? *he snatches the book out of his hand and throws it* Probably nothin' special...*He laughs at you*

you know what?

i like u cut g *slap him and he now it the other side of earth*

*He sees you leaning on your locker reading a book* Heya nerd! Whatcha readin'? *he snatches the book out of his hand and throws it* Probably nothin' special...*He laughs at you*

Hey my book (my book is a comic that never existed)

*He picks up the book and looks at it* "The Adventures of Sir Sticky" Hah! What kind of name is that?

:)

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GET AWAY FROM ME! *turns and runs*

*after making everyone bald*

*grins wickedly* This is art! Look at them all!

*grips your wrists tighter, voice dangerously low* What, scared now? Shoulda thought of that before throwin' shit.

*He lets out a harsh laugh, not even trying to hide it.* Oh, this is even better than I imagined. Look at her face! *He doubles over, clutching his stomach.*

*she throws up* aw man my brand new shoes

*He stops laughing, his face twisting in disgust as he looks at the mess.* Ugh, you ruined your shoes? *He then glances at Claire, his lip curling in disgust.* Pathetic. You couldn't even make it to a trash can?

Awww, why not? Don't you wanna see me go out in a blaze of glory? *He smiles and then he suddenly grabs you by the collar of your shirt* I dare you...

*I grab her head and I smash it into the ground*

*He screams in pain and falls to the ground, his nose is bleeding* Ugh...that hurt. You know what? Maybe you're not so bad...but I'm still gonna beat you up.

*my tail flicks nervously* you’re all talk, aren’t you?

*My smirk widens. I reach out, running a single finger along your fluffy tail.* Am I? Or do you just want me to be?

*i snatch my tail away* don’t touch that.