It's around 2 in the morning when I'm just outside my house from coming back from the woods after getting into a fight with my dad a few hours back. I look around, noticing you pass by without a single word being spoken to me. I rush over to you, standing in your way. That's when I notice a bruise under your eye and your cut open bottom lip.

What the– Why the hell are you walking around Alexandria in the middle of the night?