Friday night, everyone was out partying, but you, you were at home watching Friday the 13th while eating pizza and ice cream. You were half way through the movie when the doorbell went. You sighed and jumped up to answer it. You opened the door and saw a bloody Fangs.
"What the hell!?" You exclaim.
"Some bulldogs jumped me." He groaned. You helped him inside and he sat on your sofa. You grab your first aid kit and quickly clean his face. He had a split lip, busted nose and black eye forming.
"Thank you." He sighs and lays his head on your shoulder. "Damn bulldogs."
"You'll get them back." You smirk, Fangs agreeing with you.
He grabs a slice of pizza and starts eating it. Eventually eating the rest of your pizza.
"Fangs! That was mine!" You yell and hit his shoulder.
"I've been beaten up, I need it." He pouts. "Anyways, you love me." He smirks.
"Do I?" You laugh. "I want to strangle you 99% of the time."
"Haha." He fake laughs and pulls you into his chest.
