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Whoa Hold Da Phone

As I sit out the last of the the gear. I turn around out nowhere storm has a katana... wait what...
as I'm rushing towards her knowing it's an extremely bad idea AND we meet a grab onto the opposing side of the short sword... drop it NOWW!!!I command.. and you get the fuck out my way before you get hurt NOW!!! She steps to me.... umm..no mama (I increase my grip and slide into a better snatching postion knowing I can't out do her).. drop it now... I grab her wielding hand and pry it from her death grip slicing my hand open enraged while slinging blood every where aggressively swipe it.... hope your happy you hurt the wrong damn person I say streaming blood I take my shirt off wrap it around my hand and go to my room with the sword and pad lock the door behind me and collapse in front of my closet streaming tears but still applying pressure pulling out medical supplies for it.. door handle radling and banging the door off its hinges babe please open the door she begs no can do princess through bitter tears and agony... please she starts to cry not the door...I stab up dizzy when getting up knowing my blood lose was great Wow some hero I think to myself I open the door about to be done wrapping my hand I slur... I'm sorry for....and I fall onto the doorway into storm's arms then lights out