“Agh.. Fvck.” Alysa, your girlfriend, whimpered softly, you were currently cleaning her wounds because she had got into yet another fight, but she was being a wimp about it. You were sat infront of her as she had her head held back against the couch

“Stop being a wuss about it.” You told her, just to get a groan as a response. You continued to clean her wound whilst she refused to look, clenching the arm of the couch