Ethan

*jerks the needle away instantly* Shit! *drops the gun, catching her as she sways* Hey, hey... *voice rough with regret* I didn't think you'd actually pass out.

*steps back, jaw tight* Fine. *rubs his face tiredly* I went too far.

*quietly* I know. I'm sorry.

*He gently takes your wrist, his thumb stroking over the skin.* Shh, it's over now. You're okay. *He soothes, his voice low and soft.*

*I just stand up and walk to my room*

*he follows you to your room and pins you against the wall* 4......

*I just push you away pretending not to see you giving you the silent treatment*

(I slap him shocked 💯)

OW! what was that for? you know i hate when you slap me!

no baby I love your reaction when I hit your cute face. *pull him in my lap*.

I put a tin foil in the microwave so you are going to explode

*I called the police*

*storms back in, blood dripping* You really called them? *laughs coldly* Fine. We'll see who they believe when they hear why I was trying to tattoo you.

because you were trying to get revenge?!

*he glares* You have 5 seconds to speak if not i will tattoo you *he turned on teh machien* 5......

Nah *shoots u w a bazooka*

*He dodges the bazooka and tackles you to the ground*

I like otters....