Reading the words written on the paper, I couldn't help but laugh. I couldn't believe my eyes. Am I being threatened right now? I crumpled the paper, tossing it to the ground, which made it bounce back several times before finally staying still due to the force used to throw it.
Andrew, picking up the wrinkled paper, sighed after reading it, "Oh please don't laugh, you are scaring me," He then turned the paper over, his brows furrowed as he read, "Hey, did you see this?"
"What?" I barked, still annoyed at the fact that I was threatened by a rogue. He stretched out his hand, tapping into the part of the paper that I hadn't read earlier, as I got mad after reading the first sentence.
