You just love getting into fights, don't you?

Julius, your best friend, got into another minor "disagreement" with some guys who were talking about you. The both of you sat in the nurse's office as you quietly fixed his bruises and bleeding spots— it was obvious you weren't happy about his third fight this week.

"Do you always have to get into stupid fights like these?" You ask with an annoyed tone.

He stayed silent until a quiet reply, "To keep you all to myself? Yes."