❝so it’s like, ‘note to self: stab wounds hurt’, right? and then two days later, i get stabbed again!❞ he drops his shirt so that he can throw up his arms, head shaking in disbelief as he looks at jade. ❝’cause like, what are the odds? twice in one week?❞ it’s been an ongoing process, describing each of his scars to her. some of them are easy, like the ones he got from being an arrogant piece of shit, and some of them are hard, like all the ones from his dad, but he’s getting there. ❝still, i got six thousand dollars that time, so it was technically a win.❞ // @jadcwest










