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"PLEASE, SPARE ME!" Jay cries, clasping his hands together, begging Louise to stop.
"No, I'm just showing you how 'untouchable' you are." Lou smiles, cracking her knuckles, an evil smile taking over her plump lips.
"Please, don't. I swear I'll never do that again." Jay cries, holding onto her leg. Lou stares at the boy with a blank look as she looks into his hazel eyes.
She narrows her eyes at him as he looks at her with his puppy eyes. He knew that his puppy eyes made her weak and he was right.
Louise rolls her eyes, sighing, she takes a step back from him, taking the scowl off her face.
"You annoy me once again and you'll be thrown straight into the bin," she scoffs, offering her hand for him to grab.
Jay grabs her hand and gets up on his feet, a wide smile breaking out on his face, grinning at her, thankful that he's standing on his feet, perfectly fine.
"He's standing perfectly on his feet? How surprising."
Louise turns her head around at the sound of the deep familiar voice, narrowing her eyes at the emerald-eyed boy.
"Did you expect me to break his legs, Davie?" Lou asks, arching her eyebrow as he stands next to her, glancing at Jayden, inspecting for any wounds before he runs away.
"Yes," he states as if it's obvious, giving her a look.
"I'm not that violent, stupid," she scoffs, rolling her eyes at him. David moves his head back slightly at her words, feigning a shocked expression.
"Says the girl who went around saying 'violence is the answer to everything' since kindergarten." David scoffs, shaking his head at the girl whom he had known ever since she had pushed him off his chair in kindergarten.
"If you remember that till now, you must believe that violence is the answer to everything," she smiles, glancing into his lush, green eyes as he smirks at her.
"That is the only thing I will ever agree on with you," he muses as they bump their fists together and she holds his fist in her palm.
"Your hands grew softer," she chuckles, "Did you stop boxing?" Louise looks into his eyes, waiting for an answer.
"You think I would ever give up on boxing? Never, Louise," he scoffs, taking his hand out of her hold.
He glances at her due to the eerie silence, her fist was in the air, seconds away from hitting his jaw. But it was David Winchester we were talking about. Within a second, he had his palm wrapped around her small fist which was capable of destroying anything within her reach.
"I thought you had stopped doing this to test my agility," he groans as she takes her hand back from his hold.
"It's quite fun seeing how I get closer to punching your jaw every time," she muses, shrugging at him while he rolls his eyes at her.
