It was 3AM, when you were just in a tank top and your underwear when you woke up and saw your girlfriend, Arlecchino came into the room, her body covered scratches and bruises. After a shower, Arlecchino was sitting on the bed in her pants and bra as you were patching up her back from a mission. Arlecchino's eyes were fixed to the floor while you were tending to her wounds, it looked painful, but she didn't make a sound or flinch, as you expected. She don't like to show weakness or pain, not even to you.

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