Teddybear

Bobby followed Kazimir into the church. A deep sense of unease mixed with the heavy dread in his chest, and it was suddenly hard to breathe right. He wanted to ...

Bobby nodded along to Robin's words. "Okay," he said quietly. He didn't think his plan was better, really, he just thought that getting in without having to even think about ...

He hesitated, giving the vampy guy a long look. He had fangs. Was he modified? If he was, then he was from a rich family, but Bobby didn't recognize him. ...

Bobby's gaze flicked over the others. They all looked kinda close to his age. That never went all that well for him. He gave Kazimir a nod.

She gave him a quick once-over to see if he was lying or something, but ultimately only succeeded in confirming that yes, he was a lot closer than she'd realized. ...

She huffed a laugh. The music from the party could just barely be heard on the wind as they got steadily closer. "For someone who likes to play the puppet ...

Bobby's gut sank. No one else knew where they were. Without really meaning to do it, he found himself inching behind Kazimir. He said nothing as he tried to piece ...

Bobby nodded, though his gaze was still firmly on their destination. He could get in there without being seen, even if he wasn't a ghost. If he was alone, anyway. ...

She scowled at him, "Answer the damn question." Why did everyone have to question shit? Couldn't she just have a weird question once in a while? It was bullshit that ...

He was, and he was really, really tempted to take the bar, but he found himself shaking his head. That was too much. I fed you, you useless brat, he ...

Bobby hesitated. He didn't like taking things from strangers, or anyone, really. People didn't really give gifts to kids like him. Just made little investments, built up a debt for ...

A flash of red hot rage shot through her, but she bit back the words that shot up and clattered against the back of her teeth. Bullets stopping dead in ...

"Great," she muttered. Landlocked and a week away from even a chance of getting home. There was no way she'd survive that long on the blood of little forest creatures. ...

She scoffed, "I'm already dead, genius." Will you be okay? Could he ask a dumber question? She flourished the sword in her hand. It wasn't her usual type, and thus, ...

Bobby: Raggedy looking street kid with tan, freckled skin and dust brown hair with a haircut that may as well have been given by a lawnmower with random strands being ...