Tony felt rather happy to be able to walk with Roslyn. She seemed a little bouncy at the moment, but it was alright. As they walked, they stopped for a moment when Roslyn had asked if he wanted Ice Cream, to which he nodded, "Yes please" he smiled and watched her run off to the shop to get some. As Tony stood there, waiting, he felt a odd presence. But it was like it drew a blank because one minute he was standing there waiting, and the next he was on his back on the ground. Looking up, he saw Chase staring down at him. "Chase... What are you d-" "Get up, faggot" he heard Chase say and this made Tony freeze up. That didn't sound good, from the looks of it. He hesitated for a moment before slowly getting up from the ground. His back still hurt a little from falling out of the tree the other day. But he could just sense something was right. He knew this because he had felt this feeling many times before, before he got stuck in a fight that is.<br/><br/>"W-What's the matter?" he asked Chase as Tony was now on his feet. He wasn't one to fight, but if someone instigated it, who knows? Things didn't look very good, that's for sure. And he hoped that if something bad were to happen, that Roslyn would keep her distance, that she wouldn't get near them. He wanted to try his hand at trying to protect himself. But out of all the times he had been abused, who's to say this was not the same?