Doll House: Grill Him
From Create Your Own Story
"Ugh, Whatever." You groan, having lost all interest in what he was about to say. You look down on him, metaphorically and literally, to be completely unnerved by the look he was giving you, no your body. You shiver with disgust, really hating this pervert, but also with excitement, enjoying every ounce of attention he was giving you. (A/N) Who's the pervert now? You feel the nippy air bite at your back, you can see Goosebumps on your bare skin.
"Now tell me," you inquire calmly, "What The Hell Do You Think You Were Doing, Peeping On Me You Fucking Pervert!" You scream completely swinging you mood around.
"Hey!" he yells back at you with defiance, "Your right," he sighs. Wow, you think. His mood just did a one-eighty. (A/N) Guess you two are a lot alike "I am a pervert..." He spoke softly making you feel a little guilty, and also forcing you to realize; He's gorgeous. " I'm a pervert... who enjoys fucking!" he shouted loudly, eyeing you hungrily. That is when your short infatuation ended. Pity his beauty was only skin deep. You:
Doll House: Ask what he was doing again
