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Wiping the blood from the corner of my mouth, I grab my gym bag and leave the ring.
Another win.
The blood oozing from above my eyebrow was dripping into my eye and blurring my vision, slightly.
I close my eyes, rubbing them as I walk towards the exit, I open my eyes just in time to stop myself from walking into a girl.
My eyebrows raise in surprise as I recognise the beautiful face, Cläo.
"Alnost walked into me again. You're gonna get a reputation." She jokes earning a small chuckle from me.
"You watched mu match again?" I ask. Her eyebrows furrow and she stares at me in concern and worry.
"Woah, Shawn, let me help you." She places her small hand into my much larger one and pulls me into the first aid room.
I sit on the only chair in the room as she grabs the first aud box and takes out equipment I've really never seen in my entire life.
I wince as she cleans my cut, then places a small plaster ontop of it. I got to get a good look at her, shes really gorgeous and I dont think she knows.
She's good, far too good to be with someone like me. As I sit staring at he placing he first aid box back from where she got it, I realise this is whatve I've been missing.
The countless nights I've made my own way home after a fight, attempted to clean my own wounds, I've never had someone to help me out with these things.
"There all done." She places her hands on her hips, a small smile playing on her face.
"Hiw 'bout that coffee?" I ask, more like blurt out, she seems overwhelmed for a second.
"Yeah,.. yeah I'd like that."
She gifts me her business card with her number on it, I smile proudly, looking down to cover my excitement.
I stand up and open the door for her first then follow her out. I see the sets of curious eyes watching us and it makes me a little uneasy. If I have a weak spot, they'll exploit that and about one hundred people have seen Cläo and I interact.
"I'm gonna go, my ride is here." She says. I wave at Hanna in the front seat and she sends a smile back.
"Yeah."
She steps on her tip toes and places a warm and gentle kiss on my cheek.
"Bye, Shawn."
"Bye, Mae..."
I watch her tiny figure walk away and by the time she's in the car and Hanna has driven off my heart still refuses to stop beating like a maniac.
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