“You really need to stop getting into fights so often.” Beck says as he walks into the nurses office, looking at your bruised figure.

After a year of dating, you’ve gotten used to having a bit of a toxic relationship with Beck. You were constantly fighting, usually over nothing, but you both stayed together. After all, what could be done about true love?

“If you keep beating up every woman who speaks to me, it probably won’t end well.” Beck chuckles, sitting down on the edge of the bed with you and taking your hand.