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“I mean if brainwashed and conditioned are the same thing as love, then I guess you have a point,” Dylan muttered, wrapping the gauze around his knuckles. She’d seen it too often, women coming in with broken jaws because they fell down the stairs. The men were always so sweet in the beginning. She taped of the loose end and brushed her hair out of her eyes, snorting as she smiled slightly, “I mean, anyone who has ever been in a fight ever would tell you to aim for cartilage, but teeth are great for war scars. You’re lucky you don’t need stitches.”
“I mean, I don’t know anything about love. So I don’t really know the difference myself. I just can feel when something is bullshit.” Ace watched as she wrapped his hand. He hoped the girl with the guy he punched would come to her senses. He let out a small chuckle at the brunette’s comment. “Right well I’ll remember that next time. If there every is a next time. I’m usually a chill guy, mostly because I’m always high. Meaning that guy managed to anger me enough to punch him.”










