Moxy likes Goldy?! What the fuck! Why?! Shit! Fuck!? I looked at Moxy, I giving him the death stare..."What the fuck, lad?" Moxy asked. "You fucking know!" I growled. "Well, don't know what ye're talkin' 'bout." He was playing dumb...That DOUCHE BAG!!!!!! I am part grizzly...sooooo...fuck it. "YOU KNOW WHAT I'M TALKIN' ABOUT!" I hissed. "I don't..." he protested. He's being a little lying bitch. "I KNOW YOU LIKE GOLDY! I'm not a dumbass." I snarled. He blushed lightly,"L-Lad." My rage lessen..."Just tell me next time, you do that shit again." "Fine..."