Tk And Carlos Fanfic Novels & Stories

She continues. (Fu*k... she hates me so much she can't stand it. I think I just died a little inside.) Carlos thought to himself from above a tree a few inches away from the gymnasium. Spying on her was no problem for the beast-boy. His superior senses were able to detect their individual heartbeats and minute movements, let alone their conversation. "I don't really get it, but I'm pretty sure that poor towel was supposed to be me, right?" He cried a bit.