02-20-2015, 02:42 AM
Adam gave a breathless grunt as he felt the wind being knocked out of him. He had been brutally knocked to the ground by the larger male. Adam cringed hearing the male scream touchdown in his face. As his eyes adjusted, he glared at the man who just forever we to him as a faggot badam was a lot of things and faggot sure in hell was not one of them. Bring that he was able to see the attackers face, he was able to that it was...Kris! This wasn't the Kris he knew. The Kris he knew happened to be built the way he was currently. It was like there roles had been switched.
Kris finally got off him, lifting a cigarette. He crinkled his nose, at the scent. He wasn't really find of the smell of cigarettes burning. He sat up, dusting himself off before actually getting off the floor. He graves as he rubbed his butt. A bruise was definitely going to form there. Reluctantly, Adam made his way to the bench taking the end farther away from Kris.
"What kind of "bro" brutally attacks a friend," he thought. Just a minute ago he thought his life was in danger. He made side glances at the newly formed Kris, not actually believing it was him. He was seriously saving a bizarre dream.
"Uhh...what about my life do you wanna talk about?" Adam asked fidgeting with his fingers.
Kris finally got off him, lifting a cigarette. He crinkled his nose, at the scent. He wasn't really find of the smell of cigarettes burning. He sat up, dusting himself off before actually getting off the floor. He graves as he rubbed his butt. A bruise was definitely going to form there. Reluctantly, Adam made his way to the bench taking the end farther away from Kris.
"What kind of "bro" brutally attacks a friend," he thought. Just a minute ago he thought his life was in danger. He made side glances at the newly formed Kris, not actually believing it was him. He was seriously saving a bizarre dream.
"Uhh...what about my life do you wanna talk about?" Adam asked fidgeting with his fingers.