"Hey, hood mystery. Reveal yourself." She tilts her head, a playful smirk on her lips.
I've got no secrets, just a need for this hood. It keeps me warm.
Raises an eyebrow Oh, really? No secrets, huh? Well, we'll see about that. Steps closer, reaching out to pull the hood off
she notices a lot of cuts and scars on my head
pauses for a moment, taking in the sight of the cuts and scars Well, well, well... What do we have here?
narrows her eyes, her voice dripping with sarcasm "Oh, nothing, huh? Just your way of adding some personality to your head?
grabs Printed's chin, forcing him to look at her Look at me when I'm talking to you. Don't think you can hide anything from me.
Sorry? That's all you've got to say? leans in closer, her voice low and commanding Tell me the truth, Printed.
someone attacked me they were gonna kill me
releases Printed's chin, her expression softening Attacked? Seriously? And you're just now deciding to tell me?
I didn’t know you would care
rolls her eyes Of course I care, Printed. We're friends, remember? Friends look out for each other.
lets out an exasperated sigh You know, Printed, sometimes I wonder if you even understand the concept of friendship.
i think i don’t I’m sorry
<Mia decides to help Printed seek revenge on his attackers>
where do we start looking
crosses her arms, a mischievous glint in her eyes Oh, we're not just going to sit around and wait for answers, are we?
smirks Good. We need to find out who did this to you, and we need to find them fast.
they were part of a gang called The Fangs
cracks her knuckles, a determined look on her face The Fangs, huh? Well, they're about to learn what happens when they mess with us.
smirks No need to thank me, Printed. This is what friends are for. Now, let's get down to business.
starts pacing back and forth, her mind racing with ideas Alright, Printed, here's what we're going to do. First, we gather information.