Carson - The quiet
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He sighed, and he took off his jaket and shirt and inspected the wound on his slim but muscular torso. His whole body was covered in old scars, claw scars, knive scars, etc. This wound would just add another scar. Suddenly, arms wrapped around him from behind. A warm feeling of comfort and oesce flowed through his body, and he relaxed into the person who held him