Never Enough

"So tell me Rome, how do that fatass head of yours and the self-obsessedego fit into your helmet?" Sawyer teases him with his infamoussmirk. Now although their irritating banter is distracting, it's Lust ashilarious. I attempt to stifle my laugh through a muffled cough, butRoman throws a dirty look my way catching me in the act beforeturning back to Sawyer.