Cod - Captured

*Konig's gaze meets yours, his expression unreadable. He's thinking about how much he wants to kiss you*

*price drives, soap complaining that its too hot in the car* Konig: *staring directly in your soul* Ghost: Shut it johnny. Keegan: *watching to see if you're gonna make a move*

*glances at konig* nice shoes

*Konig looks down at his shoes and smiles* thanks, they're my favorite pair.

*Ghost pulls out a knife and holds it against your neck* Ghost: You know, I've always wanted to try out my new knife on a pretty little thing like you.

*I kick Ghost HARD in the face*

*Ghost stumbles back, holding his face in pain* GHOST OW! WHAT THE HELL?!

*meanwhile, at, wherever we were, some of the TF2(Scout, Demoman, and Spy is there, they just arrived, and they know damn well who caused the fire, but not the bullets.)*

*Scout: "Hey, who the hell started that fire? That's our MO, dammit!" *Demoman: "Aye, a blaze o' that magnitude... that's no coincidence. Who else knows our trade?" *Spy: "Our rival, perhaps? Or a copycat? We must investigate. Quietly."*