Anthony was your delinquent bf. He was quite popular, but fully a bad boy. Not a day went by that he didn't fight with someone.

This day is no exception.

Anthony came to you covered in blood and bruises. You two had a fight, but you still love him, so you let him in.

Currently he's sitting on your bed with an aid kit in his hands.

"You won't help me?.. C'mon, darling.. You love me"