TooWhiteNNrdy

The street lights flickered upon the pavement below them as Gerald and Micki walked down the empty street. Micki twirled her weapon like a baton as she walked, the blade continuously edging closer to Gerald as they strode. "C-can you uh?" he pointed to the weapon in her hand, a stern gaze upon the short eevee beside him. Micki sighed, then began under her breath "I swear, those fuckers are dying off quickly... There's like, nothing anymore- no excitement." How on earth could she WANT that kind of excitement? Quickly, he changed the subject, "So you remember when we were in High School and everyone thought you sold drugs on your first day?" he