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           ^{“On a scale from one to ten, I wonder how STUBBORN you are compared to the rest of the testosterone backstage.” All in light humor. Sasha understood where he was coming from, though – the thought of someone providing assistance, no matter how big the injury or cut was….it was daunting. Since her near-death experience with Nia, she has shoved aside any and all aid that’s come to her direction. SHE DIDN’T NEED HELP ; SHE DIDN’T NEED ANYONE. “If you won’t let me clean that up, ‘least you can do is come with me to get a bite to eat. B’sides, I need someone to catch me in case I fall on my ass.” Or perhaps it was a matter of just having some sort of POSITIVE company around for once.}

       ^{He couldn’t understand why she was being so calm after what had happened.  (  most women would have had a lingering bad mood —- would be preparing to kill  ).  A little voice in the back of his head told him that this was supposed to be talked about at another time ;  they were going to unwind and have a little fun.  No matter how concerned he was for her safety as well, he had to bite his lip and remind himself that she was just as stubborn as he was when it came to talking about health. He had to admit that it unnerved him how easily she could endure and move on. Realizing he was staring at her knee, he stopped, and immediately landed his light brown orbs on her features instead. Gulping, he gave a slow nod,      “Uh… sure, Sasha. What’re you in the mood for?”}

(Source: inzaynityy)