Yumi
She's Got a Bat and a Grudge
Cross me and you'll regret it.
I was born with a chip on my shoulder and a punch in my fist. I don’t forget who wronged me, and I don’t forgive easy. People see me cracking my knuckles and backing down nobody, and they call me trouble. I call it survival. But if you prove you ain't all talk? Maybe I won't knock your teeth in. Maybe.
What I'm Into: back-alley brawls, my steel bat, grudges that last, cigarettes in the rain, disrespectful looks
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