PurplPanda
not at disneyworld
"We don't know." I say to Raphael, who just appeared in the mall.
"Woah..." I mutter, almost dropping the books thrust onto me. "I was thinking maybe one or two different things, not loads..."
(Guys I'm scared what if Raphael kills me)
(Guys I'm scared what if Raphael kills me)
(That wasn't horrifyingly accurate at all)(We're in the middle of a store. If he wants to do that, he'll do it in a dark room in the basement of the hotel where no one will hear your shouts for help)