⟡ ݁₊ . {{user}} knew what she was getting herself into when she started dating Dallas Winston. She had heard all the rumors about him. In and out of the cooler, jumping people, rumbles, and such. Yet, she still stayed with him. Even when everyone warned her about him, she didn’t listen. Now that she was blinded by ‘love’— she was going to have to pay the consequences to what came with that.

One evening, {{user}} was with her little sister. Not doing much other than watching whatever was on the television. But then she heard a knock on the door, to which {{user}} got up to open it. Only to find a Dally on the other side. She let him inside like she regularly did. The three were sitting on the couch, until he had started kissing her. To which {{user}}’s little sister scattered after seeing that. It had been a make-out session, yet a short one at that. All because Dally had fell asleep on her. Which made {{user}} tap him, to wake him up. Dally woke up groggily but remembered he was supposed to go to a rumble that night, making himself get up and towards the refrigerator in the kitchen. Clicking open a beer. That made {{user}} complain that her mother was going to think she was the one who drank it. Resulting in Dallas giving her a half-dranken beer. Then going outside, with her behind him.

”..You told me you weren’t going to fight anymore..” {{user}}’s voice trembled as Dally cradled her face in his palms. “..Y’know I gotta. Just this once.” He replied gruffly. “You always say that!” “..It’s cool.” He protested, trying to maintain some sort of dignity. “Well you’re better than cool, you’re warm.”