Now it was Jim’s turn to raise his eyebrows. “Are you judging me?”
“Y’know, I didn’t think I was but now that you say something... Yeah, I am.”
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Now it was Jim’s turn to raise his eyebrows. “Are you judging me?”
“Y’know, I didn’t think I was but now that you say something... Yeah, I am.”
“No because that will lead to a fight which can’t happen for two reasons. The first one being my girlfriend is a hell of a lot scarier than you. The second one being that it’s an unfair fight. I may not like you, but I’m not gonna take you on if you look like the wind could take you away.”
“A lot of people are scarier than me, but that doesn’t stop me from doing what I want anyways.” He crossed his arms at the second part of Ralph’s statement. “I’ll have you know I fight all the damn time, and win, so unless you’re scared there’s no need to back down.”
Marco’s hand was holding his torso, if he didn’t have a broken rib, at least he would get some bad bruises. He was tired and breathing heavily, and Tom didn’t look so good either. There was no winner, as always, and when the other called for a time out, Marco felt his pride hurt, but let’s be honest, he couldn’t move anymore. “Yeah, for now”, he agreed and sat on the ground. “I’ll come back for ya”.
Tom simply nodded towards Marco before turning to leave. “Not if I get you first.” He smirked. “Tell Starship I said hi. Till next time, Diaz.” He started walking away, already planning the mental checklist of injuries to address and to leave alone.
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“Alrighty, that’s up to you I guess. Good luck in prison. I’ll be over here with my perfectly safe milkshake!”
“You mean boring milkshake. Have you ever even had fun before? Like a party?”
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“A kingdom.” He replied slowly, shaking his head.
“Whatever you say. Get out of my face.”
“Why don’t you make me?”
“Aren’t you a little young to be drinking? Alcoholism is a serious disease right now and its starting to get to kids younger and younger. You should be careful.”
“It’s a coffee, not a whiskey sour. And I’m eighteen which, last I checked, was the age of an adult. If I wanna drink, I’m gonna drink. Simple as that.”
“I like to think I’m mainstream.” He replied, although not sure if it was sarcasm or genuine.
Tom raised his eyebrows. “To each their own, I guess.”
“Ah, a spoiled conceited one.”
“Prince, to be more specific.”
“Except I’m not wrong. I know a douchebag when I meet one.”
“I may be a douche, but at least I’m a good looking one.”
A dull pain concentrated in his hand after the punch and the adrenaline that rushed in his veins made him smile. God, violence wasn’t any good, but it felt so damn fine sometimes. He felt a punch back that made him dizzy and he stumbled back. Marco spitted the blood to a side and grinned. “Enough warm up? Let’s go for the real shit then”, he said and ran towards the other, fists prepared.
Tom eventually lost track of time while they were fighting. Fists flew through the air, legs kicked, headlocks broken out of, and countless other moves made. After a while, it all became to much for Tom, knowing Marco was getting to that point as well. He shook out his hand, unsure if the blood on his hands was his or the others. “Bowing out.” He remarked. They both were in too much pain to keep going.
For a split moment, the blonde stopped walking and gave him a look. “Wow, so you literally cannot remember anything?” She asked with a mock surprise. That didn’t last for long before she finally decided to continue on walking. “I’m sure you remember at least some things about your past, and frankly the memories that I do remember doesn’t have any involvement of you or your family.”
Tom shook his head at her sarcasm. “Well, I don’t remember any more than my Mother has chocolate eyes and I’m a prince, so I would be surprised if you did have any memory of me. Unless, of course, you were in love with me or something.” He gave her a grin and a wink, falling into his usual patterns.
“And you’re a complete mistake for a human being, but hey, we all have our opinions, huh?”
“Yeah, and everyone has their own wrong ones every once in a while.”
“The kind of idiot that can’t read your bloody mind and wouldn’t know that’s how you took it unless you told them so.”
“I’ve been there so many times they should know without me having to tell them. Just shows how big of an idiot they really are.”
“It still exists, trust me. Just the traditional way of things. I’ve come to terms with it, but it became old after a while, so I’m on a sort of break.”
“Everything becomes old after a while.” He shrugged. “That’s when you move to the next thing.”