<b>Name: Cloe Perez <br/>
Location :Rome<br/>
Time: Evening <br/>
Mood music : Know your enemy - Greenday <br/>
Tagging : Kenji<br/>
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</div></b><br/>If this had been the first time she saw him do this, she would have fully expected him to be screaming in agony on the lower end of that drop. It was high enough that it would pop out a knee or snap a bone, and that is if you landed good. But this asshole! Not his one, no he just bounce off things like a fucking ball! She tried following him once..... once, when he wasn't around. If he could make that jump, so could she! She was mu h smaller and lighter, if he could land, she could. She couldn't. She busted her ankle, by the time one of the street kids called her dad he was fuming! But she went back, fell again and again until she found a way to come down those drops herself.<br/><br/>She casually strolled the edge, yes, there the arrogant asshole was, hand on hip, grinning at her.<br/><br/><b>"Hey Freckles! It's about time you showed up!" </b><br/><br/>She was instantly ticked off. She knew he did that just to piss her off. Freckles was something you called cute girls, stupid little things that fell for false promises. Not pierced (and you could only see half of them!) tatooed girls that didn't take crap from anybody.<br/><br/><b>"What's the matter? Jump to far for you?" </b><br/><br/>She narrowed her eyes, he was baiting her, she knew he was, but she would be damned if he made jumps she was to scared too. Plus, years of refusing to let him best her had resulted in her finding her own way. Less flashy, took longer, but she got down.<br/><br/>Shooting him another death glare she took a few steps back before taking a deep breath and running to the edge. Just like him, she didn't stop but took the leap. Unlike him she didn't go straight to the bottom but grabbed onto a windowsill halfway down before pushing her away again an landing in a roll.<br/><br/>Motherfucker it hurt! But she got up with nothing but anger in her eyes, stomping her way over to him. Unlike usually though, he just stood there arrogantly. She marched right up to him shoving the crumbled up plane into his chest. (Dammit why was hy so tall! Well everyone was tall to her, but still)<br/><br/><b>"What is your problem?! You have the whole fucking Rome to run around in but you keep coming here? Who the fuck is Willy? And why should I care about his Wanka? </b>