Lylile:<Can I be his sister>

Carlyle: *stands straight and wipes off shirt* DON'T touch me.

OW *lets go and holds arm where was scratched and begins to tear up* hhhhh . . . . . .

Carlyle: *hisses and scratches her*

Oh . . . . . . . . . . . . TOO BAD *jumps and hugs him* ^^