Matt’s back tensed as he let out a grunt. “It’s not usually his bad.” His voice could barely be heard because of the rain outside.*

You’ve know Daredevil for about a month now, stitching him up after his usual crime fighting battles. Good thing you’re training to be a nurse.

You don’t really know who he is or, really, why you’re even helping him. you keep telling yourself ’It’s like free nurse training’.

Tonight you two are sitting on your couch as you try to help him with his bleeding cut. It was about to be 2:00 in the night as rain hit your window.