arabelle98

Imagine… Your jaw had reduced in swelling, a large bruise still there. Who knew Socs could hit so hard? Since you got it, Steve and Soda had been teasing you. Although, they always said it made you look tuff. You just said you would have to deal with a loose tooth for a good while afterwards. However, things weren’t all sunshine and daises. The Socs were pissed with you for hitting their girl, and they ran you down every chance they got. Like right now. You were wandering around the park, smoking a cancer stick. My God, you were bored. Of course, the roar of a Mustang engine filled the air, a particular blue one rolling up. You s

"You want me to what?" You asked in disbelief. Your eyes flicked from Eggs-Galahad, you mentally corrected, to your beagle puppy, BB. "Shoot it." Eggsy repeated, and you looked at him, a deep frown etched onto your lips. You turned the gun over in your hand, before shaking your head. "I can't. I'm not going to shoot my dog just to join the Kingsman. I'm sorry, but it's not worth it." You're not worth it. Was what Eggsy heard, and ouch, okay, that hurt a little bit. Sure, you weren't actually dating, but Eggsy liked you and he had flirted with you constantly during your Kingsman training. You insisted, however, that you couldn't even give h