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*with bruised face* Ice pack please?

Get into some trouble?

*gives a small shrug* Guess someone didn't like someone willing to bite back with words.

*sighs* Most people know when to stop pushing.

I guess I just.......

bite back

Biting the wrong one could be bad for you.

Yeah. I'm reminded. *shrugs* I won't be seeing him again so...things should be fine.

*shakes his head*

*sighs* What??

I hope you're right.

Are you saying I should try and talk to him again?

I'm saying if he is a certain kind of man than he'll be around whether you want him or not.

Yeah he wants nothing to do with me. Trust me.

*chuckles softly*

Please it's not like I actually cared for him.

Shouldn't be surprised when an attack dog attacks.

*frowns* He's not an attack dog.

Sounds like it to me. *grins*

*just gives a lil shrug*

Believe me an attack dog knows an attack dog.

*gives him a look and straightens her back*

I wanna...call him

My only piece of advice? Try and listen.

Right. *sighs*

Alright.

Well here goes...everything

Next time, try the Dempsey roll.

That..what?

What happened to that lovely face, my dear?

I got hit.

Did you zig when you should have zagged?

More like mouthed back.

It's a pretty mouth.

......

Thanks I guess

What were you fighting about?

Nothing. He said something, I threw it back at him. Guess he didn't like it.

You aught to get away.

He left. *shrugs* Took the fiddle and left. I'll just find makeup to cover this up for school

I have something for you.

What's that?

He holds out an ice pack.

*smiles and takes it* Thank you.