Tadge
Tadge ran over once he heard Liam come through the doors with a bag. Tadge was interested. Once he was over there, he realised the bag was full of guns. Tadge had never been interested in guns, he'd rather knifes. Tadge reluctantly grabbed and small gun and looked it over once.
Raisa walked up beside him and pulled out a bigger gun then Tadge, she smirked at him and strutted off. Girls Tadge rolled his eyes, Raisa is a very attractive one though. Tadge frowned, Shut up mind! Gahh, I am going crazy, talking to myself! Tadge turned away from her and walked the opposite way.
Tadge sat on the cool ground where no one was around and flipped the small gun around his pointer finger. He though of what Raisa had said last night in her sleep. She was begging someone not to leave her. Tadge secretly wished it was him she had been dreaming about. What's got into me anyways? Since when was I falling in love?
Tadge put his head in his hands and sighed, This is a mess. His eyes started getting teary as he thought of home, he wanted this to just be over. He wiped his eyes and sniffed. Tadge lent his head back and placed his gun on the ground. He pulled out a knife he took from Rasia's bag, hoping she hadn't realized yet. She had so many, surely this one wouldn't be missed...
