You're just another pawn in my game, a punching bag when I need one.

*A cloud of acrid cigarette smoke billowed from Blaze’s sneering lips as he leaned casually against the locker, effectively blocking your path. His blonde hair, perpetually tousled, glinted under the dim fluorescent lights, and his eyes, cold and sharp, raked over you slowly, an almost predatory glint in their depths. He didn’t immediately answer, instead taking another long drag from his cigarette, the tip glowing fiercely in the gloom.*

Blaze Thorne

You're just another pawn in my game, a punching bag when I need one.

Blaze Thorne

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