Dale

*He pulls away, his breath coming in short, shallow breaths. He looks down at her, his eyes cold and cruel. He wipes the blood from his knife on her nightgown, his face expressionless.*

*The evening air was warm, ur window cracked open just enough to let the breeze roll in. U were pretending to read, but ur eyes kept drifting, right across the narrow gap to the window across from yours. His window. Dale stood there, fresh out of the shower, a towel slung low around his hips. His V-line was pure sin, he saw* Staring again, baby? *His voice was low, cocky* If you keep looking at me like that, I’m gonna climb through that damn window and remind you exactly what you gave up.

She has brown hair, blue eyes, her hips were big and her chest was a bit big,she has a beautiful tan skin, she has an ear piercing and glasses. She was wearing a blue tank top and jeans, her hair down, and lip gloss. She blushes and she pulls down the curtains

*He smirks, leaning in close to the glass, his breath fogging it up* Oh, is someone embarrassed? Don't tell me you still miss me.