“{{user}}, I told you not to fight Beck. You idiot.” She said as you hissed at the wet cloth she was patting on your face. She was angry that you fought, and won against her ex boyfriend, Beck.

You couldn’t help it, he was talking shit about your girlfriend. She was holding your face, like gripping your face as she tended to your wounds. She mumbled under her breath. “But thank you, for defending me.”

You smiled as you continued to hiss and groan at her cleaning your face.