Zander: hm...... *he groans and takes off his leather jacket, his black markings shown in the light* I hate summer heat.... *ties the jacket around his waist*
Zander: um..... I u-uh..... *tries to think of a lie then takes out his pocket knife, brutally cutting his arm* this... *black blood came out*
(oh shi- YES!!!!~~~ SHIPPPPPP)