Some I murder, Some I let go.
*He scribbled words down on a piece of paper as he smiled to himself. He was proud of his words, as the fire inside him flared more and more. He let out a small laugh as he thought how bad this could go-but not for him. He finished the letter, and read it to himself once more.*
I haven't seen or heard from you since the last time. I miss you, I miss your touch. I know you have someone, but that hasn't stopped us before. I want to see and touch you again, I want to hear you moan for me again. You have my phone number, so call me. I'll be waiting, but don't make wait too long Kibum.
-You know who
*Kimsang stood and walked out of his room, and stared at Kibum's door for a long time. He heard Kibum walk out earlier, he hoped Wu Zun was still there. He slipped the note through the small crack, and slowly walked back to his own room to listen through his wall.*
I haven't seen or heard from you since the last time. I miss you, I miss your touch. I know you have someone, but that hasn't stopped us before. I want to see and touch you again, I want to hear you moan for me again. You have my phone number, so call me. I'll be waiting, but don't make wait too long Kibum.
-You know who
*Kimsang stood and walked out of his room, and stared at Kibum's door for a long time. He heard Kibum walk out earlier, he hoped Wu Zun was still there. He slipped the note through the small crack, and slowly walked back to his own room to listen through his wall.*