Jeysie

At first, Billy thought it was his imagination. But on second glance, his eyes narrowed dangerously as he confirmed that it was indeed his absolute worst enemy standing there. Staring. "What are you doing here?" he growled, hands curling into tight fists. The sound of his gloves being squeezed tightly against his knuckles was the only sound. But even that faded to silence, and the two were left glowering at one another with barely contained loathing etched equally on their faces. Not replying, huh? Fine. Did he really think that it would unnerve him? Dr. Horrible sneered. What a pathetic attempt to engage in psychological warfare. He wouldn