Ray felt like crying, but he blinked the tears that stung his eyes away quickly. "Yes, sir. Sorry, sir" He called, scurrying away from the mess and into the house. He had cut his hands in the crash, and he cradled them gently as he ripped off some paper towels and pressed them to his hands, soaking up the blood. How stupid can i be? How could i have done something so careless?
He thought, sighing.
Hello my pretties.
Me when people act stupid:
Me when I see food:
Me when people talk about romance:
When me and my friends see someone we don't like:
When people don't like me: