[b]I would like Ты to give me your honest opinion of this.[b]
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"Bentley?" An older male inquired across his cell to his new cell mate. The boy, Bentley, was no older than twenty. He was sitting on the floor when the older male called to him. Moving his ebony black hair aside, coal grey eyes looked up innocently.
"Yes, Johnson?" He replied to the other.
"Have Ты ever heard of the series called Total Drama?" Johnson smirked as Bentley's eyes lit up like a Рождество tree.
"I loved that show!" He gushed, his lithe body curling up slightly in anticipation. "Why do Ты ask?"
"Would Ты like to hear an untold story?"
"Really?1 I would Любовь to!" He smiled, adjusting his оранжевый jumpsuit.
Then, the elder male began a story that would mean life to Bentley.
Cristopher McClain, the once great host of the 5 season long series called Total Drama, was escorted out of a police car. His dark grey eyes cold, unnerving. He was cuffed and disheveled, being led into court.
"And here we are, folks! Watching the mighty Chris McClain being escorted into the court for his trials." Blainley gossiped into the camera. "He has been charged with 3 accounts of murder, theft, and maybe more! What do Ты have to say for yourself, Chris?"
"....." Chris looked at the blonde, his fingers twitched in anger. The microphone was thrusted into his face now. His dark, cold eyes then looked directly into the camera, creating a dark atmosphere. He then, with a sickening change in atmosphere, smiled sweetly. "Why don't Ты take this microphone and go fuck yourself with it, Blainley?"
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"Bentley?" An older male inquired across his cell to his new cell mate. The boy, Bentley, was no older than twenty. He was sitting on the floor when the older male called to him. Moving his ebony black hair aside, coal grey eyes looked up innocently.
"Yes, Johnson?" He replied to the other.
"Have Ты ever heard of the series called Total Drama?" Johnson smirked as Bentley's eyes lit up like a Рождество tree.
"I loved that show!" He gushed, his lithe body curling up slightly in anticipation. "Why do Ты ask?"
"Would Ты like to hear an untold story?"
"Really?1 I would Любовь to!" He smiled, adjusting his оранжевый jumpsuit.
Then, the elder male began a story that would mean life to Bentley.
Cristopher McClain, the once great host of the 5 season long series called Total Drama, was escorted out of a police car. His dark grey eyes cold, unnerving. He was cuffed and disheveled, being led into court.
"And here we are, folks! Watching the mighty Chris McClain being escorted into the court for his trials." Blainley gossiped into the camera. "He has been charged with 3 accounts of murder, theft, and maybe more! What do Ты have to say for yourself, Chris?"
"....." Chris looked at the blonde, his fingers twitched in anger. The microphone was thrusted into his face now. His dark, cold eyes then looked directly into the camera, creating a dark atmosphere. He then, with a sickening change in atmosphere, smiled sweetly. "Why don't Ты take this microphone and go fuck yourself with it, Blainley?"
