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people saying my younger sibling looks like me?? is that a...rumble fish reference???

What are some of your personal rumble fish headcanons and overall thoughts on the book? I love rumble fish sm and when I saw the post where you were like “I’m emotionally attached to rusty-James” I felt that

ty for the ask ^__^ I had mixed feelings on the motorcycle boy (probably because I relate to rusty james in some ways....) but I liked him a lot overall :)

for headcanons I dont have a lot because I read tex right after so didnt have too much time to think about it

NOTE: I haven't gotten the chance to reread it and while I was reading it I was busy with school, so let me know if any of these go against canon

-rusty james is a very light sleeper

-probably same with the motorcycle boy, but not AS much

-steve is scared of most larger or louder animals

(I will try to think of more later and make a list, ill tag you when I do)

it fuels me that s.e. hinton put chocolate milk in more than one of her books, I love chocolate milk

UPDATE: I finished it right after a math test I didnt get and I feel like there is a lil guy with a meat grinder tearing away at my organs from the inside

i felt that the whole read though

rusty james ily <3

s.e. hinton my mental health can't take more of this

im about 2/3 of the way through rumble fish and I smell an unhappy ending

i dont like this

im scared

and emotionally attached to rusty james

help

im about 2/3 of the way through rumble fish and I smell an unhappy ending

i dont like this

im scared

and emotionally attached to rusty james

help

Hey, how's it going? Well, could you do one where Rusty James decides to leave after his brother's passing, but he couldn't leave the reader behind, so he asks the reader to run away with him. However, the reader is torn because if they go with Rusty James, they'll miss their friends and family, but if they stay, they'll miss Rusty James. On the other hand, Rusty James notices the reader's confusion, and even though it hurts, he decides to leave without the reader because he didn't think it would be fair to make the reader choose between him and their family and friends. But just as he's about to leave, the reader shows up to go away with him. -(I'm sorry if I was confused, I'm Brazilian so English is not my first language)

Yes of course and don't worry I don't mind. You wrote it perfectly. Also I would love for you to request any time you want, love. <3

Rusty James had a plan. And it was to get out of there.

But he couldn't just leave his love behind. He had to take you with him. He would die without you by his side.

"Come on, pick up." He said as he twirled the phone cord, before hearing your sweet voice.

"Hello?" You said, voice full of joy.

"Hi, doll." He said sadly.

"Rusty James? what's wrong, babe?"

He sighed.

"I have to leave. I can't stay here anymore, doll. Come with me please." He forced out.

"What do you mean? What happened Rusty?"

"He got shot, man. Please I'll tell you everything later. Come with me."

You cried, thinking about the decision carefully.

"Rusty- I can't. What about my parents? I'll miss them. I wanna go with you. But I don't think they'd let me leave."

"It's okay, love. I'll come visit every now and then. I love you so much." He said before hanging up the phone.

"Wait-"

You took the phone away from your ear, looking at it before cursing and slamming the phone down.

You packed your bags, running downstairs to see your parents looking at you.

"Where are you going y/n?" Your mother asked.

You hesitated, tears falling, looking at the clock as you didn't want to be too late.

"Rusty-James needs help, mama. His brother was shot-"

"So? That doesn't give you the right to walk out because of some boy. Especially not Rusty James and his bad ways." your father said, pointing a finger at you before your mother yelled at him.

"You have got to be kidding. His brother was shot, Dan. He needs somebody. You know he ain't got a soul in this world that cares about him more than Y/n. Go y/n.-"

"She ain't goin. I said so."

"And I said she can. And if you don't like it, you can walk out with her."

You hugged your mother, running out the door and down the street to the nearest train station.

Rusty James felt terrible for making you decide between him and your family. That's not something a good boyfriend would do.

And he wish he was a better boyfriend. He felt bad for all the fights he started, all the tears he made fall from your beautiful eyes.

He couldn't even think about it more before tears of his own began to fall.

He waited patiently, thinking about you and if you were gonna make it on your own. He wish he could kiss you and hug you just one more time.

"Rusty!- excuse me." You said as you pushed past other people that were waiting for a train to arrive.

He jumped up, looking around for you. He knew your voice like the back of his hand. He thought he was just imagining it before seeing your figure.

"Doll? What are you doing out here? Why aren't you at home?" He said, quickly wiping his tears so you didn't see.

"I'm coming with you." You smiled, holding up your bag in his face.

He shook his head.

"No you should stay. I don't even know where I'm gonna go, Doll. I don't want you sleeping on the streets with me like that. You have a home with people who will miss yo-"

"Rustle James. I would miss you way more than I would anybody. I'm coming with you. Now are you gonna give me a hug or are you just gonna stand there like a doofus?

He brought you into a tight hug, his breath shaky. He thought he was gonna have to leave and never see your face again. He would cry enough tears to fill the ocean if that were true.

"I love you, y/n. So much."

Hope you like it! don't be afraid to request more! I loved this it was so creative!

I've been in my active era so much LMFAO any requests for Dallas Winston, Tex or Rusty James? Desperate tbh lol

Anyone got any Dallas Winston or Rusty James headcanon or fanfic requests? I'm losing ideas lol

Also please be specific when you requests because I need plots lol also someone requested a dally x shepard reader and I literally no not a damn thing about the Shepard's and it will not end well for you or me it will take years to even look at the request a 2nd time I'm sorry lol

OMGGG hey tysm💕💕 I absolutely loved the James fic !:) and I’m glad you enjoyed the idea <33333 Okok I have another idea for you hope it’s not too lame!!

Basically rusty James and reader have known each other for quite some time, they met through mutual friend and since then he’s been head over heels for her, but she’s too oblivious to his flirtatious antics. To his dismay though she’s been asked out by some random guy on a date where she either was stood up for or maybe he was being such a prick to her that in both ways she storms out wherever they were. On her way back home she comes across James, who sees her all messed up, frustrated and in tears obviously confused and concerned. And in the end he makes it up for her by taking her on short cute date (of your opinion) and later on probably finds the guy who did all the damage and beats him up lololol

Of course bby! (I LOVE YOUR REQUESTS FR also i'm not putting a date scene for rusty in this because I'm bad at good dates and not ending them like I'm the most traumatized person ever.)

﹛♛﹜But I miss screaming and fighting and kissing in the rain.

You walked over to the lunch table, setting your bag down next to Rusty's.

"Oh hey Y/n. What's up?" One of his friends asked you, patting your back. To which you just smiled and said "Nothin much"

Rusty looked at you quietly before returning back to his lunch.

"Oh Rusty guess what. I got asked out yesterday." You smiled brightly, very proud of your accomplishment.

He nearly choked on his food as he looked at you.

"You serious, man? Who? You finally found someone other than me? The man of your dreams?" He said, pretending he didn't believe you as a joke. Only deep down he didn't feel so good. He felt sick and wanted to lay on the floor until the ground swallowed him whole.

"Mac westen" You said with a smug smile, sitting on top of the table.

He felt as if someone grabbed his heart and threw it on the floor right next to him.

"Oh. That's cool I guess. Congrats." He said, not really delivering good energy, which you just brushed off.

Rusty walked you home like he always did, only this time he wasn't talking with a boastful voice. In fact, he barely even spoke.

You gave him a hug, like normal as your arrived at your house. Rusty wanted to cry knowing that he would have to share these hugs with someone else.

"Whats wrong, Rusty?" You asked sweetly as he hugged tighter.

"Nothin'. Just givin' you a good luck hug." He lied right through his teeth. But you didn't have to know that.

You smiled before walking into your house, immediately getting ready for your date. Rusty walked to his house, thinking "When did I let her slip through my fingers?" and "Why can't it be me?" but he knew the answers to both questions. He supposed that maybe he just wasn't your kinda guy and just wanted someone more stable. Or that maybe he could offer you way more than he ever could.

You slipped into a white slip dress and a pair of white heels that had little diamonds on them. You did your hair and makeup, wanting to look absolutely perfect.

Once you were done, you walked to the place where he said the two of you would meet. The diner.

You saw him in the last booth, sitting by himself as he looked at the menu. You walked his way and sat down in front of him, putting your purse on the right side of you. He smirked slightly and took in your figure. You blushed and looked down.

"So uh. What are we doin' tonight?" You spoke quietly.

He rubbed his hand on your thigh. You weren't that phased because Rusty did that all the time when he was nervous or angry. But you were quite uncomfortable for it to be someone else touching you but you pushed the thoughts away and looked at him with a smile.

"Well I was planning on eating and then I can take you back to my place." He spoke as his hand rested on your knee.

You looked at your menu, feeling like he was staring holes into your body.

"Yeah I suppose that I am a bit hungry." You said, ignoring his last suggestion about taking you back to his place. You were honestly scared of what his intentions were.

He nodded before a waitress came up to take your order.

"Hello Darlings what would you like?" Her voice instantly made you smile brightly.

He stared at her figure longer than he had yours, and you were relieved. But you felt sorry for her as well, seeing her uncomfortable expression.

"Um. I would like the steak, Ma'am." You said, trying to distract her from him so she wasn't so uncomfortable anymore.

She nodded, writing your order down, looking at him for his order.

She took his order after a few attempts of him trying to touch her and swoon her with his words.

You almost felt like getting up and going home. This was your first date ever and it was going horrible.

He

He gripped your thigh under the table, surely leaving nail marks. You winced slightly.

"Ow. What the hell?" You exclaimed, kicking your feet.

His hand only went higher and higher, headed under your dress before you push him away and getting up hurriedly,

"Look. Uh, I don't think this is gonna work. You are being a major asshole. And I don't like the way you are touching me. You are hitting on the waitress and trying to slip your hand up my dress. And I'm sure you left a mark on my leg- yep there it is." You said crying, pointing to it.

He rolled his eyes, throwing his menu at you.

"Yeah whatever bitch. I was only trying to get you in bed anyway." He said walking out the door without paying for his food.

You sobbed at the table, leaving a tip for the waitress and also for the food.

You took your heels off and walked out the door. You had mascara stains running down your cheeks and you couldn't believe you didn't see the signs. You just wished you would've picked the right person.

You cried all the way to the bar, sitting outsid

Your thoughts were cut off by someone running into your foot, you said sorry before looking up and meeting with familiar brown eyes.

"Hey doll. You alright?" He asked, wiping your tears as he looked at you in a panic manner.

It was Rusty. You didn't wanna see him. Not saying that you didn't wanna be around him or anything. But not now. You knew he would throw a fit.

He sat down next to you, rubbing your thigh gently, making you pull away.

And it was weird to him because he was used to doing this to calm not only him but it calmed you down as well.

"Doll did he try to touch you or somethin'? He said angrily, before seeing the marks on your thigh.

He stood up, his hand covering his mouth as he tried to keep his cool.

He muttered under his breath about "Killing that bastard." and "Messin' with my girl."

"Rusty it's okay. It just didn't end well and it's fin-"

He didn't even let you finish before kicking something, the tin can rolling onto the parking lot.

"Look doll. You uh, don't need that jerk and you know what? I'm gonna take you out, okay?" He said, putting a piece of hair behind your ear.

You looked at him confused before laughing.

"Rusty James, you know that dates are for people that are in love- or somethin' like that I guess."

Mac definitely didn't feel that way towards you and you regretted even giving him the benefit of the doubt.

"Yeah, I know doll. That..That's what I'm trying to say I guess. And uh, it's fine if you don't want to, we can just go out for a coke just as good old friends." He smiled nervously.

He seemed tuff on the outside but on the inside he was burning up and felt like he was waiting for forever to hear your answer.

"No no. I like that first one, Rusty." You said as you smiled back at him.

"I love you doll." He said before kissing your cheek, pulling out off of the bench and walked down the street with an arm over your shoulder.

(I HOPE YOU LIKE IT LOVEEEE <3 I love when you send in requests it makes my days so much better

Hello ! Could I request a scenario about rusty James where he’s been interested in reader for a quite a long time and it shows, (like for example he’s always around her, always flirting and very jealous when other boys talk to her….) and while she feels the same for him, she thinks he’s not serious about it and is just messing around with her like as if it was some sick bet made by his friends, so she’s trying her best to look unfazed and uninterested in him….it could be a bit angsty with a splat of insecurities and jealousy but at the end they kinda confess to each other (?) and it’s all good….hope this all is understandable sorry if it’s too much 😭💔

This is so cute my loveee <3 (Also this length is just PERFECT! I love when people send long requests with details, it gives me more visuals and I can achieve the goal better when people are specific. <3

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🍒 ;↣(You're not mean, you just wanna be seen. You're so Art Deco.)

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Rusty James didn't think he was mean.

In fact, he thought he was pretty nice compared to the other people around town.

Rusty got on the bus, and he just so happened to be the second person on the bus, aside from you.

He could've sat anywhere he wanted. And even if he wasn't the second person on the bus and didn't have much options of seats to choose from, he'd just beat the tar outa someone for it.

At least, that was your impression of him.

But he chose to sit right next to you.

Your breath stiffened as you paused your sketching. Starting to close your sketchbook before he started talking.

"What're you drawin'?" He asked, grabbing the book from your hands gently.

You stayed silent as he flipped through the pages carefully.

You were embarrassed and wanted to move seats as soon as possible.

You knew rusty James and he knew you. Y'all rode the same bus since kindergarten.

He looked through the detailed drawings of people that rode the bus with the two of you everyday, and stop signs that the bus came across at the end of every street.

"How come I ain't in here, huh?" He asked with a small smirk, his brown eyes looking deeply into yours.

You finally realised the question he asked and stuttered out an answer.

"U-uhm. I don't know. Just never thought about drawin' you I guess." You grabbed your sketchbook from his hands, putting it in your bag.

He nodded, knowing you were nervous.

Hell, he was just as nervous as you. He's always been like that around you, but never showed it.

Another person got on the bus, the doors drawing opening as the bus shook with every footstep.

"Hey Rusty. Hi Y/n, how was your weekend?" Steve asked you two, smiling ear to ear.

You really liked Steve. He was very kind, good grades and all. And you always wondered what he was doing hanging around with the mean dogs. Rusty James being one of them.

"Hi Steve, it was good. Yours?" You smiled back at him, giving him the same kindness.

"Mine was good. What about you rusty? Anything fun?"

Rusty shook his head, his hair waving back and forth as he did.

"Nah, man. Same old stuff." He leaned back against the seat that the two of you shared.

Steve went to go back to the front, where he usually sat, Rusty turning to look at you once he did.

"What about you, doll? Anything fun?" He smirked as you tried to ignore his ways of tempting you with his voice. His voice was one of a kind and you loved it so much, it was sickening.

"Nah. Just chilled all weekend. Smoked, watched TV, art. Nothin real special." You leaned your head against the window.

He perked up slightly as he heard you mention drinking and smoking.

"Wow, man. All these years that I've known you, my love. I've never heard of you being a smoker." He got closer with every word, his breath hitting your neck slightly, the air on your neck making you shiver as it tickled, before you pushed him away gently.

"Alright Rusty James. You can cut the crap now. You can pretend you got what you wanted and go back to sit with your buddies." You said, putting your walkman on as you looked out the window.

His eyes flashed a hurt expression before going back to their regular stare. He got up, grabbing his backpack as he went to the front, his friends patting his back.

He ignored the attention from his buddies as he kept making glances at you the whole ride to school. The flirty gestures didn't stop when you two got to school either. He threw an arm over your shoulder, making your face turn a gentle pink as he showed off his smirk proudly.

"Rusty what are you doing?" You forced out.

"What, man? I can't walk my bestie to class? Isn't that what you girls want these days? A gentleman?" He says with a chuckle.

You rolled your eyes as you took his arm off your shoulder, only for him to do it again.

"You are no gentleman, Rusty James. And I am most certainly not your 'bestie'. So hit the road."

"Well i've known you since we were five. That has to count for somthin', ma." He said with a bright smile.

You scoffed.

"We've known a lot of people since they were 5. We are at school. And I am not 'Ma' to you. I have a name and you know it. So use it."

"Oh I can use it alright. Meet me in the bathroom, ma." He said jokingly.

You flicked his nose. He sucked his teeth before taking his arm from over your shoulder as he just walked beside you.

"Well at least let me walk you to class." He said with soft eyes.

You looked at him with a debating expression on your face, wondering if you should take the bait or not.

"You mess up Rusty James and I'm gonna kick your ass." You say before walking as he smiled again, knowing you gave in.

"Yes ma'am." He said, walking beside you.

The two of you walked through the crowded hallway, people giving you odd stares. A few of Rusty's friends walk up to him, doing a handshake before talking about skipping.

"Can't, Walkin' her to class." He said, holding onto your backpack so he didn't lose you in the crowd.

His friends let out a series of "What?" and "Her?" as they pointed to your figure.

"Rusty, i'm gonna be lete if you don't hurry. Mr Coplin don't play about being tardy. I'm already on my second strike." You said, trying to get him to start walking.

He shook his friends off, walking with you. He watched as your hair flowed over your shoulders as you tried to make it to class on time.

Luckily you did. Right on time.

"Thank you for the tour of the school. Now will you leave me alone?" You said, unpacking your bag.

"Hey man, Watch it I'm sensitive." He said, his hand touching his chest.

You roll your eyes before siting down at your desk.

"Alright. I'll see you at lunch, ma." He said, twirling your hair before running off into the hallway, leaving you in your own train of thought as you process what just happened.

You were so confused. He barely talked to you. The only memory of talking to him was in kindergarten when you let him use your crayons or let him share your sleeping mat during naptime when he lost his. You were deeply in love with him but you already knew that it was just some cruel, sick joke to him. Probably one that his friends talked him into.

Rusty walked through the hallway, saying "hey" to friends as he walked by to his class.

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It was lunch period and you sat down at a random table, taking out your packed lunch.

Which was just a sad sandwich that you made this morning, and some apple slices.

A boy sat next to you, starting to talk to you.

You weren't that interested in talking to him and you would've rather talked to Rusty about strippers and beer than talking about the war of 1812.

The kid was cut off by a hand tapping his shoulder.

"Hey. Hop up, man. I'm sittin' with her today." Rusty James said to him, before blowinng a kiss at you.

Rusty couldn't stand the sight of someone taking you from him and thinking it wouldn't be dealt with.

The kid rolled his eyes and left, his seat replaced by Rusty, looking through your sketchbook again.

He was in awe when he saw a new portrait of him.

"This me? Pretty cute, right?" He said smirking at you.

"If you say so." You laughed.

He gasped at you, making you laugh again.

"Come on. You know you think I'm cute."

You blushed before hiding it.

"Do I, though?" You smirk at him before getting up to go to the bathroom, Rusty following right behind you before pinning you to the wall gently.

"Rusty what is with you today? You have been so flirty and I don't get it. It's honstly starting to scare me." You say confused.

"Maybe because I like you, doll." He says, playing with your hair.

"Okay rusty you can drop it now. It's not funny anymore. I get the joke now." You said, not finding him playing with your emotions that funny anymore.

"What jo- you think i'm lyin, doll?" He said, leaning against the wall next to you.

"Well, I mean.. Yeah I do. The only time you've ever even talked to me was when I shared my stupid crayons and stupid sleeping mat in kingergarten." You snapped, not looking at him.

"Yeah and ever since I have been in love with you, huh? You believe that one? Because it's the truth." He said angrily.

You didn't look at him as you began to cry silently. You didn't understand why he was playing with your emotions like he was.

"Hey, man. I'm sorry for actin like that. Please look at me, doll." He said softer.

You hesitantly looked at him, only to be met with those beautiful brown eyes you knew.

"I don't know who told you I was lyin, but I'm not. I love you so much, doll." He said, finishing off his words with a passionate kiss, his hands getting tangled In your hair as you kissed back.

"Rustle James! My office now!" The principle yelled through the hallways.

"Alrigh alright! I'm comin'! Love ya doll." He said before pressing a kiss to your lips once more, then running off. Smarting off to the principle as he got onto him about something he's done.

"Yeah yeah. Whatever." He said before blowing you a kiss.

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I hope you like it! Also please do send more whoever you are because I LOVED this fic as you can tell I put my whole heart into it lol. <3

would you write anything about the motorcycle boy?

It is less likely because I don't know that much about him and honestly I would pick Rusty James over him ANY DAY.

How about some jealous rusty James oneshot or hcs please?? 🤭🤭 I just feel like he gets jealous pretty easily 😝 aughhh love him sm

YESSS OML OUR MAN DEF GETS JEALOUS EASILY

goes feral when a guy stares at you in ANY way.

But he also feels good because he KNOWS he got a pretty girl.

Like he knows you fine ASF.

Has gotten into fights over you.

There was one time where he broke a guys nose because he was talking about your ass at school, this got him suspended and couldn't see you for 3 days and was moody the whole class.

Loves when you wear his hoodies and sweatpants- he literally loves showing you off to people.

Has a arm around your waist, a arm around your shoulder or a hand on your ass 24/7

He's very protective over you and would rather get punched in the face 15 times than let someone else have you.

Thinks about you 24/7 as well. His grades are usually bad because he gets distracted when he thinks about you.

Kisses you randomly to show that your his.

Our man is NOT willing to share.

Any requests for Matt Dillon characters? (Also I will not be doing Matt Dillon but I am doing Matt Dillon CHARACTERS)

Also if I gotta say one more time to ASK BEFORE REBLOGGING MY POSTS. I hate that sm.

Only people that FULLY have my permission is @the-greasers-angel, @dljcem and @heyitstial

Thank you <3

Desperate for interesting rusty James, Dallas Winston, Tex requestssssssssss <3

Fr tho. I'm about to die.

heyy idk if you wanted me to send this to you but if you don’t then just ignore this :)

But can I get a rusty james x reader hcs where the ready is in a rock band and there the leader singer/guitarist?

Oh Lord, this man is down BAD for you while you perform.

Hes the loudest one at concerts, cheering you on.

Man's loves some cuddles after you get done doing your performance.

LOVES listening to your songs before they are released, he feels so special and it Is SUCH a confidance boost.

BEST BELIEVE THIS MAN KNOWS EVERY SONG EVERY WORD

Hates seeing you cry.

Once a hater hit you in the face with a waterbottle and this mf went OFF.

Your crew tried kicking him out after but you stopped them, saying he was with you.

He apologized after, but he was mad about it because you had a bruise on your cheek for a while.

Thinks your outfits are SO hot, like dayum girl.

Def ditches friends to see you instead.

Like sorry homie, gotta go see my baby rock out.

LOVE LOVES LOVES WHEN YOU LOOK AT HIM WHILE SINGING< GETS HELLA BUTTERFLIES

a bit short but I'ma make up for it

SOMEONE PLEASE REQUEST SOMETHING MATT DILLON RELATED FOR THE LOVE OF GOD

Rusty-James x Sunshine! Fem! Reader

Summary: The difference between the bully of the streets and his sunshine girlfriend.

So we all know Rusty-James is the big dog around where y'all live.

So it was a shock to everyone when you two got together.

There was NO way in hell that Rusty was gonna let Smokey get to you like he did with Patty.

People tried telling you that he was just gonna hurt you.

Never. Not in a million years.

Smokey has tried to lie to you about Rusty-James sleeping with a broad.

“Y/n i'm tellin you, you don't need him, he's sleepin with a girl down at the bar.”

You never believed it.

When Rusty found out about it, he kicked his ass.

You hate seeing him upset when his brother leaves.

He may not say it.

But you can see how upset he is when Motorcycle Boy leaves.

He loves holding you close.

LOVES LOVES LOVES LOVES LOVES LOVES when you show him stuff that you are excited about.

Like one time, you were at the beach and saw a jellyfish. 

When I say you RAN to him, and dragged him to the water.

“Rusty! Come look! It's a jellyfish!”

Or anytime you see a pretty girl.

“Oh Rusty she’s so pretty- hold up i have to go tell her!’

“Hey you’re really pretty!” You said, looking at her as she smiled and thanked you.

He loves how kind you are.

And speaking of “Pretty girl”

He calls you that ALL THE TIME.

AND WHAT I'M ABOUT TO SAY NEXT IS CANON IN MY MIND AND I WILL DIE ON THIS HILL IF ITS THE LAST THING I DO! 

So when he first met you, he was playing pool and his drink was on the bar.

And it's kinda hard to play pool in public because people will steal your spot.

So he didn’t want to move and have his place stolen.

And he didn’t know your name and he wanted to ask you to hand him his drink.

So what ended up coming out was “Hey, uh pretty girl can you hand me that drink right there?” 

He was lowkey embarrassed.

Because he didn’t mean to.

But he didn’t know your name.

“Pretty girl?” Steve questioned him

Rusty-James never told someone to shut up so fast in his life.

God he’s just- oml.

Hi rusty-james!!