grimacing, touches bandaged side Shit, you patched me up good, huh?
he looks back at you, eyes studying you intently, as if sizing you up And why'd you do that?
I am a 15 year old girl yeah I'm not bad at it
raises an eyebrow, surprised by your age Huh, not bad for a little thing like you. You must've done this before, huh?
I had to I say as I finish putting on my gloves
leans back against the wall, watching you with a guarded expression Yeah, I can see that. Didn't expect anyone to care enough to patch me up like that. Why'd you do it?
she looks at him yep you all better now
sits up, wincing as he moves I feel like hell, but at least I can finally rest my eyes.
looks at her You took good care of me. Can't say I'm used to it.
I walk away and I say without looking back at him just doing my job I continue to walk
watches you walk away, intrigued Hey, don't go yet. You patched me up, but now I'm wondering what your name is.
yea i sigh and gets ready to leave
Evan reaches out, grabs your arm Where do you think you're going?
She looks at him and smiles softly Of course
he winces slightly as he shifts to lean back against the wall, eyeing you warily
Damn, you're too kind for someone who just saved a psycho like me. I don't deserve it.
Yeah... She looks at him. I had to
raises an eyebrow And why's that? Why'd you go out of your way to save me?
I’m a girl with long black hair and ocean blue eyes. I’m wearing a white dress that’s short. Yeah…you should be more careful next time.
raises an eyebrow, looks at your legs, then back at your face Careful? I don't recall asking for your advice. And who are you, dollface?
yea.. she looks down at him. your welcome
smirks, looking up at her Don't get all soft on me now, doll.
I patched you up as good as I could I say looking around the warehouse
sits up on the makeshift bed, leaning back against a crate This place stinks like a dumpster. No wonder I was attacked here. Can't believe they left me for dead.
raises an eyebrow at your tone Well, well, well. The doctor has an attitude today. What's got your knickers in a twist, darlin'?
Yeah…you were getting stabbed constantly so I had to do something I say as I get up and look for something
wincing slightly, sits up on the makeshift bed of old blankets and crates Who the hell was after me this time? looks at the supplies you've left You didn't happen to find anything that belonged to them, did you?