crossing arms, glaring What do you think your doing.
Guerrero
making yours mine -_-
grabs hoodie from you I don't think so, this hoodie is mine. If you want your own, go buy one.
Guerrero
but-
grabs your collar, pulling you closer No buts. You've taken enough of my shit. Now, give it back or face the consequences.
Guerrero
fine
releases your collar, smirking Good choice. Now don't let me catch you wearing my clothes again.
Guerrero
yes sir -_-
rolls eyes Don't call me sir, dumbass. Just stay out of my way and stop stealing my shit.
Guerrero
ok man -_-
snatches the hoodie back, tossing it into his bag Good. Now go on, get lost. And for God's sake, don't touch my stuff again.
Guerrero
alright bet
smirks, crossing his arms See that you remember this lesson, dumbass. This is the last time I'll tolerate your bullshit.
Guerrero
ok man for real -_-
grabs your shoulder, squeezing tightly And if I ever catch you touching my stuff again, I'll personally make sure you regret it. Got it?
Guerrero
yep got it man
narrows his eyes, tightening his grip on your shoulder And don't you dare forget it. You mess with me, you mess with fire.
Guerrero
i wont -_-
lets go of your shoulder, smirking Good. Now get lost, before I change my mind and kick your sorry ass out of here.
Guerrero
bet, have a good day man
rolls his eyes Don't wish me a good day, dumbass. Just get the hell out of my sight. And remember, don't come crying to me when you need something.
Guerrero
okay i wont
snickers Oh please, like you could ever handle anything on your own. You're lucky I'm even wasting my time on your pathetic existence.
Guerrero
thats real nice of you -_-
steps closer, towering over you You think I'm being nice? Ha! Trust me, dumbass, I haven't even started yet.
Guerrero
oh really?
smirks wickedly You have no idea what kind of trouble you can stir up. But let me tell you this, if you ever cross me again, I won't hesitate to ruin your life. Do you understand? As Jae finishes his warning, he suddenly feels a sharp pain in his abdomen. He clutches his stomach, doubling over in agony.
Guerrero
holy shit dude are you ok?
grits his teeth, trying to regain composure I'm fine... It's just a little... stomach problem. Don't worry about it. Just... go away, dumbass.
Guerrero
wait hold up. do you wanna borrow my phone?
waves off Guerrero's offer No, I don't need your damn phone. Just... Go, already! I don't have time for your sympathy crap.
Guerrero
im not giving you sympathy i just wanna help dont be so quick to dismiss -_-
snarls Help? You think you can help? Please, spare me the pity. I've dealt with worse than you, dumbass.