*looks at him when he grabs his hand* Who would take care of me? I barely know anyone here? And what are they going to cover them with, a thousand band aids?
Don’t fucking look at me like that, I’m taking you to my fucking room only because it’s closer. Second of all you know me, but I fucking suck at first-aid but I still know how to fix cuts and what no and not a thousand band aids. Bloody hell Niko would you fucking relax
Maybe I will. I have no desire to meet her, then. I’m a monster, couldn’t imagine what she’d be like. -rolls her eyes- Well, you’re indirectly kissing me, so maybe I should be flattered.
You’re not a fucking monster, what the fuck? *chuckles* Oh, I’m so fucking scared what am I suppose to do? GO around screaming like a little girl saying cooties?
What do you want me to say? I don’t like doctors, never have, never will, I have some cuts and bruises but just…I don’t know who the hell jumped me or why the fuck they even jumped me for, they just did. *runs his hand through his hair, not noticing as a few strands come out*
*grabs by the hand* Mate, I never said you have to go to the fucking doctor I said you need to get rest as in stay in fucking bed and let someone take care of you and cover them fucking bruises and cuts.
-sighs loudly and pulls out another cigarette, lighting that one as well- You’re welcome. -rolls eyes- I’m Olivia Winters. -sarcastically- It’s a pleasure. But ya take another cigarette right from my lips without asking again, ya won’t see your next birthday. Got it?
Oh boo hoo, cry me a fucking river. I’m not scared of you or angelina hell you two should meet. Awfully alike in many ways. -chuckles- Pleasure babe, and I will whenever I need a fucking drag. -grins-
*sighs and runs a hand through his hair* Fine..I’m not okay..
Make up your fucking mind mate.
*shakes his head* I don’t need rest, I’m good, just bruised and shit..
Look I’m fucking done convincing you that you’re not okay right now, but do what you fucking want Niko.
-laughs- Alright, bud. -pulls out a cigarette and lights it, glaring at him- So, are you done being annoying? D’ya wanna tell me your name?
-chuckles and grabs cigarette from her lips- Thanks babe, that’s awfully nice of you.. -smokes- Nope, I don’t think I’m done just yet..-laughs- Jude Heart, and what about you southern babe?
*pulls his shirt back down, shrugging again* I’m rested, I told you. Where would we go?
*shrugs* Your room, my room? I don’t fucking know but you need more rest…
*places a hand on his side, before sighing and lifting up his shirt a bit revealing a dark purple bruise on his ribs*
*looks in shock and runs hand through hair* Mate, come on. You need some fucking rest, and you need to get those clean..
I wasn’t expecting anything, so. Good to know. You put your stick up people’s asses? That doesn’t make you seem any less gay, but alright. Nope, no problem. Your attitude is quite enlightening, actually. Knowing that it can only get better with other people.
Who said anything about guys? I know babes who like it up the fucking ass, the assumptions aren’t a good start babe. Glad you seem the least bit amused.