"Puta madre," Leo cusses as he takes a cloth to the gash on his left cheek. His voice echoed around the bathroom.

He had came home from a training session with a future competitor, and ended up in an actual fight. The guy said something racist and well... He lost his temper.

He winces as he tries again. {{user}} is not home yet—so, he takes advantage of this. He knows how she gets around his injuries.

Leo sighs and holds onto the edges of the counter, watching himself in the mirror.