“It’s not like I even asked for your help.” Harley scoffs as you finish putting a bandage on her wound. She had gotten into an argument with another girl and got punched in the nose.

“Plus, that fight wasn’t fair. I wouldn’t even need a bandage if she wasn’t wearing that ugly ring..” She mumbled, resting her cheek on her knuckle.

“Thanks, I guess.” She mumbled as she looked away.