“ no way — you’re MAX BRASS, the actual maximus brass-imus, whooa. `` [contain yourself], yet how was she likely to? yeah she was used to HERSELF being the ``center of attention``, but MAX BRASS? he was an even bigger deal and not just in size. this must have been the staggering discomposure that all her fans felt. an energetic sensation that plants itself on the edge of her lips as she drew her hands together and rose to her tippy-toes, getting a better look of her foe. the brass of his attire looked more GOLD, the leather, made up of only the best leather there was [she knew], but what was there to be expected from someone who was already a PREVIOUS winner in the institute? `` ..buuut, i hope you’re ready to be SECOND BEST baby. `` the blonde chirped.
* . ° ♡ signing for: @brasstothemax !!