"But I was just getting back-"

"No buts."

Soda said, swiftly tightening the bandages around your arm. Sodapop and you had been friends since you were 10 and he couldn't help feeling protective over you.

"You shouldn't be out fighting and you know that."

He said somewhat sternly, looking up at you with those upturned and wild eyes.

"Yeah, I know."