04-16-2010, 06:33 PM
Andrew stood up, as if challenging her.
"Oh? And what is it you're going to do to me if I don't? Take your best shot at me, little lady? But I bet you don't have the guts for it, do you?"
He could feel it, the adrenaline rush, the epinephrine and dopamine filling his system, the surge of being alive. The strong feeling of rush pushing him forward, pushing him to enjoy the very second of this life that he now dreaded. Yes, he was going to live every last second of this horrid life in danger, even if it hopefully killed him. [COLOR="Silver"]
Last edited by Koraru; 04-16-2010 at 06:36 PM..
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