Logan's PoV
"Tsk! Why do I need to help you by the way? It's freaking cold here. Tsk. I really hate this game"
"That girl is acting like nothing happened. Tsk."
"What now? Come on! It's called here."
"You knew it." She stops.
"Ha?"
"Don't play stupid, Mariah. You saw what
happened last night, am I wrong?" She sniffs.
" You know what. You are f*cking weird Logan. You stress my beauty. Get out there. Or else do you want to die like a pork chop freeze?"
"There you go, that's good. So it's easy to talk to you after all eh. Well come on, they've been waiting for a while now
— Hey!!" All of a sudden I grab her arm
and pull her inside the cell.
"W-what are you doing! Let me go!" I grasp
her shoulders and bring my face closer to
hers.
"H-hey!"
"Shut up!" I shout and she goes quiet
