Jeff The Killer

*leans against a tree* Depression's boring. Everyone's depressed these days. *eyes narrow* What else you got hiding under that hoodie?

"why'd you wanna know?"

Curious. *grins wider*

*I crouch down, bringing my face level with yours. My voice drops to a low, dangerous whisper.* Look at me when I'm talking to you. Or do you want me to take that pacifier... and shove it somewhere unpleasant?

*My face flushes even more, and I look away, trying to hide my embarrassment. I can't believe I just said that. I can't believe I'm being so bold.* Yeah, you are.