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Nathaniel looks at the shoes in front of him, belonging to an amused figure. "Look at me when I'm talking Nathaniel" Riko calls. Nathaniel hates Riko more than he hates kneeling. "No ones here to protect you anymore" He decides that the shine on the shoes is too bland for the outfit. "Aww Nathaniel" Riko coos. " You're such a pretty boy Nate, Everyone wants a taste of you" He doesn't bother to hide the flinch, but he does judge the stupid nickname. "Even your new roommate wants you. I'm giving you to him, Nate." Nathaniel finally looks up to a sea of ravens, Riko in front, a frozen Jean flanking behind. Riko grasps his chin and tips his head to the side. Andrew Minyard leans on a post, one hand in his pocket, his apathetic gaze burning a hole in Nathaniel's head.
"Don't worry team" Riko yells towards the back of the court. " you'll still have access to the whore" Nathaniel flinches again as Riko's smile tears through his chest. Shouts of appreciation and gratitude ring out, bouncing of the walls and piercing through Nathaniel's heart. Riko brings his mouth to his ear. "you'll have the job of waking them up, yeah? or shall we do a booking system? I will hurt you in so many ways, Nathaniel. you will pay for letting Day go." Riko's voice is as hard as stone by the end, causing Nathaniel to shudder. With that Riko shoves him back and calls a 'free reign'. Nathaniel is to late to run and the last thing he sees is a flicker of panic on Andrew Minyard's face.