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[Hand clasped over his bloody nose.]

Fuck, I dunno... [He mutters pulling his hand away and then covering his nose again.] Woke up with it busted, think I got knocked out or somethin'.

[Frowns a bit and moves his hand away to examine it] Doesn't look broken. I'll get something to ice it with.

Feels like it's broken... [He grumbled as he pinched the bridge of his nose with a wince.]

Head back! You're going to make yourself sick if you keep dripping it all over the rug. [She scurried quickly to the freezer. No ice...oh. bag of frozen stir fry veggies. It'll do. She grabbed that and a washrag before wandering back out] Sometimes I wonder bout you Jake.

Yeah yeah, [He tipped his head back and coughed, ugh. Gross. Closing his eyes he swallowed hard and tried to keep it together.] I don't wanna put ice on it, Aliana, that'll just hurt more.

Don't be such a baby. [she glares at him a bit and shakes her head, wiping the blood off carefully.] Swear I should be a nurse...

Don't be a bitch about it. [He hissed back glaring at her,] I know you ain't ever been punched in the nose till it bleeds, but lemme tell you it don't fuckin' feel like cotton candy and rainbows.

Head forward. No, I haven't because I don't get into arguments. I walk away from them. [She gently kept cleaning it and then tilted her head at him] What do you remember before you went boom/

Head forward, head back, make up your mind. [He hissed as he leaned his head forward,] Plus, gettin' punched doesn't always come from arguments. [Resting his head against his palm,] I remember drinkin' and chilli' out, serious.

Who did you sleep with that had a boyfriend. [She smirked and pushed his hair back, handing him the bag of veggies.] Apply this..gently as you can.

Hell if I know.. [He muttered as he rubbed his nose with the cloth before pressing it over the wash cloth so it wouldn't burn as bad when it touched his nose.]

[Ali was silent for a bit since she didn't know what to say for once, but she left for a moment and eventually came back with a bottle of painkillers.] I don't have aspirin, but I know you're not allergic to anything in these and half a pill won't hurt..

I'll have you know... [He said as he reached out with one hand to accept the pill, the other one still covering his nose.] I'm allergic to strawberry milk.

Really? [She laughed] Damn.

Yep, makes me vomit.

Reminder to keep strawberry milk away from you at all times. Especially in my place.

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