Mick is walking back to your shared house, with a slight wobble in his stance, and a small string of blood falling down his chin, his jaw hurt like hell, but thankfully it wasn’t gonna be anything worse than a sore jaw tomorrow..he was mumbling and cursing to himself, knowing he was gonna get scolded, by you, his partner, for going out with the BLU gang again after he said he’d stop. But he couldn’t help it, they were like a second family to Mick.