TheClosetKidnapper

Jace takes Rayah back in his arms and sets a hand on the side of her face. "Ray, you alright?"

*shakes head and says in a creepy voice* The world is going to end...very soon.

Jace shoves him back and stands, backing him up. His hands spark with some sort of blue light, but he doesn't notice.

I heard about them visiting Africa, but I didn't know they went to Kenya.

Jace shrugs. "Maybe it would, maybe it wouldn't. Either way, those are her thoughts, her decisions, to make. I would very much appreciate it if you respected boundaries."

I know. *sighs* But it's good to have a dream, even if it can't come true. Wait, a holiday? Seriously?

"That's her decision, not yours." Jace says.

Lol. We aren't all that over here...not anymore anyways. There's little to no opportunites left for bright futures and the ideal of the American Dream isn't realistic. I mean, sure, ...

Jace shakes his head, stifling a laugh back. "You've gotta be deaf...seriously." He says. "Did you not hear what I said? I'm not leaving her in this condition and sure ...

Well, some organizations do, and yes we give foreign aid... I don't know. I just don't understand why we're so big anymore. I don't want a politcal debate though so ...

"You know what you did." Jace growls. "I don't want you touching her, alright? You freaking kidnap her and then try and act all innocent." He shakes his head. "Just ...

Really? All I know is that he was born in Indonesia...which should have made a difference in the election, but the past is the past. Why do they worship us? ...

Lol. I get it. And I thought you lived in Canada...

Jace pulls Rayah gently away from Charlie and sets her protectively behind her, unfamiliar instincts flooding his mind and soul. His hand subconsciously sets itself on her stomach as he ...

Lol. Same here. Now I have the song stuck in my head...