where; fight night whom; nimue @savagekxds
“You know,” Edith said, curled up next to Nimue on the little medical bed. Mason had allowed her to stay because she’d promised not to interfere with any of the healing. Now she had her arms wrapped around Nim’s waist as she held her girlfriend as close as she could manage. “I’m beginning to think that you enjoy worrying me silly. Not that you aren’t an awesome fighter and I’m really proud of you, but I wouldn’t mind a few weeks when you like, don’t get injured? Could do wonders for my stress levels.”
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