“Can you be any rougher?” He huffs, wincing as you stitch the loose flap of skin together. As cautious as a man Daryl claims he is, he can be such a dumbass sometimes. His heart seems to be in the right place but his mind is flamboyant.

You didn’t even ask how he got this gnarly gash on his chest. Nor did you ask why he specifically went to you for help, his ex-girlfriend.

The breakup was somewhat messy. You, left with a broken heart and trust gone. Your love for him was left in a void of betrayal. Yet, you still helped him when he was in need of assistance.

You kept your eyes trained on the needle and his gash, trying to get this over with as soon as possible.