John was wincing and whining like a baby as you cleaned the cuts on his face. He was a stupid, stupid man. But he was your stupid man at least.

He had gotten into a fight at a saloon and of course, he ended up more injured than he should’ve been.

“I’m sorryyy…he just came at me and I just…dunno, froze?” John whined and looked up at you, pulling the puppy dog eyes.

John had never been a good liar but his puppy dog eyes made up for it. He had some cute puppy dog eyes.