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I can't help but smile. " I wouldn't have remembered I did such a thing if you didn't mention it." I reply. " That Zero. Can't he shut his mouth for once?" I cuss at him. " We have a bro code. He can't keep anything from me especially if it concerns my old lady." Mason replies..I smile and look away, hiding a blush. Did he just call me his old lady? According to bikers,you only refer to a woman as your old lady after you claim her. It's a way of telling everyone else in the club that she belongs to you.

He seemed to be bipolar cause he was really saying bullshits and I wasn’t into bullshits. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- A/n Please leave a review to support my knuckles!!

"That's not rhetorical, so you better answer me." "No—" Bianca's skin cycled through colors and patterns before settling on Blackwatch plaid to match her skirt, her mind subconsciously trying to camouflage her from the threat in front of her. "Bu-but—" "Buh-buh-but!" Q mocked, crossing his eyes and bucking his teeth. "Ebeh-dee-dee-dumb bitch, swallow! You know how to do that right? Yeah, I remember you now! Yeah, you're real good at swallowing, ain't that right boys?"

" Ian frowned at the question. Ian (8:15 pm) : What kind stupid question are you asking? Irritating Twat (8:16 pm) : Don't know the answer? Ian (8:16 pm): No. Irritating Twat (8:17 pm) : Because it is made out of cells! Haha! Ian gaped at the message for a long time before a small laugh escaped his mouth. The joke was really lame but it was funny.

Then, he asked her by depositing small kisses against her lips: "And what can scare my little Luna?" Bianca raised her eyebrows and began to count on the fingers of one hand: "Number one: the crowd. Number two: be wrong about silly things. Number three: morons... but when I say morons, I mean the strong ones. Because I know the difference between the natural moron and the moron who chose to be one." "A natural moron?" asked Magnus, an amused smile on the corner of his lips.

Bima tried to hold back his laughter, but seeing Arka’s usually terrifyingly serious face now looking like a powdered donut, his defenses completely crumbled. "Pffft... hahaha! Arka, seriously, you... you look like a freezing ghost!" Bima laughed until he doubled over, clutching his aching stomach. He didn't realize that his own face wasn't any better—flour was stuck to his flushed cheeks, his nose, and had even found its way into the corners of his mouth. "Funny, Bima?" Arka’s voice was low, heavy, and held a dangerous, vibrating frequency that should have made Bima run for his life.