11-03-2008, 05:08 AM
Rick couldn't beleive what was happening. He tried to break away from Max's embrace, but slowly started to ease into it. He subconsciusly messed with Max's wild blond locks. Finally, he drew away, and locked the door, and wrote a note, placing it on the bed side table. "Max, I don't think I can do this. It's like taking advantage of you."
Tyson laid on his bed, grumbling under his breath. He heard a clap of thunder. "You've got to be kidding!" It seemed the weather hated him as well. He hated storms.
Tyson laid on his bed, grumbling under his breath. He heard a clap of thunder. "You've got to be kidding!" It seemed the weather hated him as well. He hated storms.