The sun shone like the sun dogs of Arizona, making Chad ambivalent. Chad grabbed a burned book that had been strewn nearby; he massaged it with his fingers feeling it’s burnt binding.

As Chad stepped outside and Christiana came closer, he could see the sticky glint in her eye.

Christiana glared with all the wrath of a rabid rat. She said, in hushed tone, "I hate you and I want to "fight".

Chad looked back, even more ambivalent and still fingering the burned book. "Christiana, let's get down and dirty like a Kahn," he replied.

They looked at each other with concerned looks, like two, NCR politicians eating at a very packed holiday feast, which had rock music playing in the background and two old men dancing to the beat.

Chad regarded Christiana's pretty legs and ruddy fingers. "Wanna ''fight'' and drink!" said Chad with a delighted grin.

Christiana looked glad, her emotions glowing like a torch.

@GoD_Liquiir_Parody: If u wanna share stoires er somthing that u think no1 will care abt er that r 2 long, you can always use a dtext section to collapse it fer those that care not u kno.

//thnk of it like html5 but insted of <***> it will b [***].