Keeping a hand on his chest, he kept his teeth clenched as he still tried to catch his breath. He still didn’t understand why he had to go and do that. It didn’t make any sense, and all it did was just piss him off. “I’ll question them now, normally I wouldn’t. Damn it…”
Spitfire put a finger to his chin and pretended to be deep in thought. He furrowed his brows. “Hmm, you don’t sound so sure, shall I kick you again?” He smiled mischievously at his future successor.
(Source: spit-fuego)











