“We’re not a gang. We’re a motorcycle club.”
—— Clay Morrow ——
= Young Clay Morrow
= Human
= Army Airborne
= Member of SAMCRO
= MV|MC|TW|AU
= Ships w/Chem Very Selective
= Single Ship|Straight
= SOA Fandom|Young Version
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@MayhamBikerGirl -- Clay nodded. "Good. I am glad that you agreed to come home with me. You don't need to be going back there any time soon. I think later on tomorrow that we need to go back to your house to grab clothes, and also talk to your mother. You --
@MayhamBikerGirl |> pale face. “I’m not being a jerk at this time. For once; I know. You’ll mark it on your calendar. What does your momma have to say about this?” Clay had more questions for her. He was pissed that he didn’t know sooner; reign is anger back. “You’re going to stay with me |>
@MayhamBikerGirl “Okay, Maddock, we are out of here.”
Clay hopped on his bike started her up and drove off to the clubhouse. He Twitter sped down the road. Once they arrived he parked the bike then got off.
“Okay, you going to tell me what’s going on?”
@MayhamBikerGirl Clay gets off his bike. He comes up the drive way. Clay kicks in the side door. He snatches up Gemma’s father; pinning him up against the wall.
“Gemma, go get on the bike,” he says looking at her father. “She is coming with me. Keep your God Damn hands off her, my dude.”
“My life has changed for the better.”
✯ Natalya Padilla ✯
↬ Bitten Werewolf
↬ Part Of MacKenna Brood
↬ MV|MC|TW|SS
↬ Sister to @DvlsPlyGrnd
↬ Shipped w/@InkdRuffian
↬ Bisexual|Sub Sadist
↬ Original Character|No Fandom
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— ❝ Sinners are winners.~ ❞
《 #PornRP/#LewdRP 》
➣ Descriptive & Literate
➣ Direct Messages Open
➣ Ships should be obvious
➠ New Account
➠ Bisexual
➠ Curiouscat: TheMrsSins
♡ + ↻
“Don’t let the face fool. I can kill you if need be.”
—— Midnyte ‘Nyte’ Redwood ——
= Dark Fae|Royal Blood
= Lawyer
= Baby sister to @xKingRedwood
= MV|MC|TW
= Ships w/Chem Extremely Selective
= SS|Pansexual
= Original Character|No Fandom
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@MayhamBikerGirl “I am sorry to hear about the parents. School is almost done for you, right?” He inquires. “Why don’t you move out the old folks’ house?”