<div style="text-align: center"><span style="font-size: 12px">Rowan was stunned at the fact that she had only just begun yesterday, what with them already having her do such flashy dares. Normally it started small, like sneak into a junkyard, or skinny dip by yourself. Well, those seemed small to him, at least. He laughed at her musings about her nickname not being enough for him. He shook his head. "<b>There is no satiating me.</b>" He admitted, grunting with laughter. He bit his inner cheek and tossed her another once-over, the admiration of her features undeniable.<br/>
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"<b>You've done your homework on me, then? I'm completely and utterly honored.</b>" He added, smoothening down his lapel before clasping his hands together with a mischevous grin. He already knew they were going to send this dare. Why else would they just want them to try on clothing? He nodded to her, not even checking his phone. "<b>Run, run, run, run.</b>" He teased, walking backwards slowly with her hand in his. He didn't care to ask for consent of such a simple gesture. Especially not when they were about to sprint for their lives.<br/>
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He turned heel and bolted, the security immediately trying to cut him off. He juked them rather professionally, as though this were a basketball game. They were more concerned with his theivery to even notice Annabelle. He made damn sure of that. Before he knew it, they were out of the building, and his Dodge demon was waiting for him in the parking garage. He would invite Annie to join, hopefully continuing their nerve-wracking, adrenaline pushing tasks together.<br/>
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He didn't know who she was, but there was something fascinating and fun about her that dared him to learn more. Why did she start? What pushed her to Nerve's doorstep? He would hopefully learn.</span>​</div>