28:6:42:12 the words Frank Anderson had said was burned into his mind... and now carved into his forearm... he ignored the slight sting in his arm as he walked through the school corridors - seeing everyone in the same white blouse and black pants/skirt . but, at least he could stare at you. Forever. You were a punk, goth, whatever you could describe it as and Donnie definitely wanted you... and for that reason, he tried to become your "type" - like wearing different clothes, listening to metal and rock... . ... and lastly, a nipple piercing... if he had asked literally anyone, he wouldn't have done it by himself - and he didn't! But what he did do, was go to a sketchy place to get it done. Dumbass. Now he was bleeding through his shirt and it was infected