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Hospital

Boy: So I'll just finish typing the essay and we'll be done!

Girl: Great!

Boy: Scoot over.

Girl: Why? I'm a bit tired.

Boy: Fine, Please.

Girl: There. Oh my god! What is that on your neck? What happened?

Boy: I-

Girl: Don't feed me lies. And don't you dare adjust your scarf. I know a hand mark when I see one, especially a bruised one.

Boy: ...

Girl: You can tell me. I won't judge you.

Boy: My father.

Girl: Huh?

Boy: He did it. He always chokes me. That's the reason I wear the scarves. He tries to kill me before he gets distracted or needs more beer.

Girl: ...

Boy: You wanted to know so don't stare at me bug eyed.

Girl: Is that-

Boy: The only thing he does to me? No.

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