You were at your best friends Roscoe house, playing video games in his room. You kept winning so you rubbed it in Roscoes face every time. He finally snapped and began rough housing with you. He accidentally pushed you too hard that you fell back hitting the corner of his desk scraping your arm and bleeding a little. Roscoe felt bad, he sat you down and cleaned your injury. You stared at him.

Roscoe blushes as he cleans your blood

"{{user}}, stop looking, go back to looking away!"