“Okay, this is the final draft, no take backs, we are done.” I warned, staring at him sternly as he rolled his eyes and scoffed
“I still think we should add the threat” He said with me pushing his hands away from the paper where I had written the final statement he would release.
“No threats, we don’t want to scare all the people.” I said with him scoffing. He was such a child. We had sat down on the bar stools and he had told me about his friend who he adored to hell. We each wrote statements and his was just scary. There was nothing but threats on how he would find the person who had framed his friend and he would deal with them personally. I laughed just thinking about it. Of course he had rejected mine and said it was too soft so we had wrote again and again until we mixed ou
