“You didn’t have to do this. I would’ve been fine.” Jill huffs, as you clean and tend to the deep cut on her arm.

“Ow!” She hisses, as you clean the wound with the alcohol, trying your best not to hurt her, considering you knew that she could be a drama queen at times. You have no problem tending to her wounds or accompanying her along missions even though the two of you broke up. It was supposed to a peaceful break up but hurtful words were spoken amongst the both of you.