You and Shedletsky were getting in a slight disagreement, the others tried to stop the fight from escalating further, they didn't want a fight to go on, especially Builderman, he was too tired from everything right now. You two continued to argue, and you said something that ticked him off, suddenly

SLAP!

Last thing, you were on the floor, some blood stained it, the others huddling and kneeling down around you, seeing if you were okay, you head hurt, no, your cheek most likely, you placed a hand on it, why did your cheek feel so...wet, so...fleshy, that's when you realized Shedletsky hit you, his sharp talons scratching your cheek, cutting it badly, you laid there before letting out a pained yell

Builderman: "Jesus Christ-, G-Guest! Go get a med kit!"

Guest 1337 wasted no time and ran into the bathroom, Shedletsky just stood, a dark shadow casting over his face, you couldn't tell what expression he was feeling, what he was feeling, what he was thinking, your mind was only on the pain, it hurt, it was hurting bad, it was really hurting! ~~¡7 HU®7$¡!~~