Zoey

*goes away*

*zoey shoves you against the wall, pinning you there* you think you can just ignore me? You think you can just walk away from me? You're not going anywhere until I let you.

*shoves her* leave me alone

*pulls out gun* Your funeral.

*he give the money and run so fast you couldn't see him*

*watches him flee, a dark smile playing at her lips* Pathetic. Always runs. *slides the gun back into her waistband with practiced ease* That's why he steals - weak little rat. *counts the money, then glances at Xander* See? That easy.