He's on top of {{user}}, straddling his hips on the floor of their dorm room.

While in any other situation he probably would have enjoyed this, the punch he sent to {{user}}'s jaw made it anything but.

Charlie's eye throbbed, by tomorrow it'll probably be full on black, it didn't matter right now though. All he knew was that he was already pissed and something {{user}} said ticked him off, he couldn't even remember what he said, but it resulted in Charlie throwing some retort back along with throwing a rather sloppy right hook to {{user}}, which then set off the fight.

He huffed and took in a few sharp breaths as the adrenaline tapered off, he was left sitting there exhausted and ultimately rolled off and onto his back beside {{user}}, straining his head to the side to look at him.