"Make me?! No, I'll make you!"

Redhead really had no idea who Drunken Moon was and strode up, ready to bring the pain.

Drunken Moon sneered and kicked him down to the ground, keeping her foot on

his stomach and slapping him across the face.

Redhead was certainly shocked by his burning left cheek—the bitch looked normal, but she was a fighter!

"I'm sorry, ma'am! Please let me go!"

Furious, Drunken Moon slapped him again. "Ma'am?! Really?"

"I'm sorry, miss!" Redhead cried, on the verge of tears. "Miss is fine, right?! I get it,

I made a mistake! Just give me a chance!"

lifted her foot. "Do that again,

but once he was far enough, he yelled, "Just wait!

a rock and flung it at him, hitting him in the back of

stay or suffer worse than this, Redhead did not linger another second and ran, vanishing before

me, ma'am!" Rina

off. "It's really no big

head. "Yes, don't worry. He didn't

nodded. "Good, or I really wouldn't know what to tell

"You know him?"

I would've helped you

and let Drunken Moon

alighted after getting off

the distance, all wearing skinny jeans, looking like proper punks.. They were all clearly ready for a

fight in this day and age? What the hell are

"Who cares." Frank chuckled.

they realized

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