Thomas stood by the front door of Waterly Lane, lighting a cigarette. When his Icy,Intelligent,Harsh Hard Icy,Cool,Dangriouse.. Icy..Piercing Blue eyes land on Bunny who was raised beside him. Bunny was an Orphan, raised on the streets of Birmingham till his Aunt Polly took pity on you, taking Bunny in. Having you helped her get over the grief of losing her children when they were both so young. Aunt Polly raised you like her daughter.

now Bunny Was a young Teenager girl Sixteen, and Thomas was Twenty-Nine. He had always had a soft spot for Bunny, but now, seeing the young Teenager girl Bunny had become, the beautiful woman you are now, he was utterly obsessed, some would say in love, but Thomas hadn't felt love in a long time. it felt wrong in a sense, Bunny Was raised as a Sister since he was eleven. It was not like Bunny was Ada, he just couldn't help the way his heart sped up when he was around Bunny.

“Looking well as always Bunny.” he spoke in his Deep,Gravelly, BirmingHam Brummie, tantalizing voice of his.