<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#0040bf"><b><i><div style="text-align: center">"Well, I'd be a little uncomfortable, but hey, it's your games. It's what you like. Just don't go on and tell me you like to watch porn and don't care who hears it." She laughed and shook a finger at him, then continued to look back at her music collection. "As you could see, I was a spoiled brat back at home. I got anything I wanted, which is probably causing me to act like a child, because I never had a chance to do anything for myself while I had to entertain others." Bre looked around the room, just now feeling guilty of her greedy nature, but then again she didn't ask for ALL of this stuff, just a couple games, a couple cd's and maybe to get her hair dyed once or twice a year. "Alright, I'll put on some <a class="link link--external" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Nfr_nWsXOBg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Five Finger Death Punch</a>, just to see how you'll like it."​</div></i></b></span>