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My whole body aches. And rain is pattering on my window with the force of god.

And I feel pathetically weak that I let a guy who I barely seen get me this damn sore. But his punches feel rock solid- as if we were in a real fight.

Only thing is he lacks strategy and has all the technique and strength. If he were in a street fight he could hold his ground. But in a wrestling fight? Now I think he would put up a good fight but in the end he wouldn't win.

I wouldn't let him. Especially cause something is off about the guy. He gives off this vibe to him that makes me a little uneasy. But he's friendly, funny yet a little cocky.

Anyway- like I said my body is so damn sore. My hand is bruised, so is my jaw. Not to mention the fact that at some time the fucker made me bite my tongue and it was bleeding.

So that brings me here. On my living room couch icing my knuckles while I'm watching whatever bullshit is on the TV.

What even is this? Slap fighting? Dont make me mad.

My eyebrow raises as my phone pings. Its a text.

Its a text from Adryenne none the less.

The last time we talked, we left things off sticky.

Very sticky.

The type of sticky that makes you stuck no matter how many cleaning products you use.

Yet here she is, texting my phone. She's confusing, honestly she is. But I still check my phone.

We left things off wrong, can I come over?

My pride says no. But that small spongy soft part of me says otherwise.

I sigh and battle with myself for awhile. Say no and I might never have a chance with her because I seem like such an asshole. Say yes and my pride hurts but I might have a chance with her- also not to mention this conversation could go wrong.

Im conflicted. Say yes or say no.

Will I look desperate if I say yes? Will I look like an utterly and complete asshole if I say no?

I dunno. But theres only one right answer. I pick up my phone and type back.

Be here in the next hour, I have somewhere to be.

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⏰ Last updated: Oct 21 ⏰

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