Having just finished slipping my belt on, I freeze and turn around, my shirt still on the bed, "Uh...yeah. And there's this new tradition. It's called knocking. It warns people before others come in. You should use it sometime."
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
I swallow, glancing at Nic before Rayah raises an eyebrow, "And guess what? There's a new invention. A fist. I can use it sometime," She threatens, walking out.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!