~Shepherd~
Dante dragged me out of bed at the crack of dawn. And I was ready to bite his neck off.
"Relax, Chaos." He said, reverting back to the name I had chosen. I can't say I mind my names. None of them are real anyways. So people can either call me Chaos, or Shepherd. The latter, I prefer more, because Noelle chose it.
And she would be so pissed to find out that I'm not in bed right now. What could he possibly want? To take my soul? To annoy me?! Because he's accomplishing only one of those things right fucking now!
"Didn't I just say to relax?"
"Didn't I say go fuck yourself?!"
"No, you didn't." His response only pokes at me, and my irritation flares.
"My apologies then. Go fuck yourself!"
"This is important."
