wonderbvlla.

It was almost cute actually, to see him play this “tough guy” act in front of her, which was amusing. Sure, the trainers would always have something to say about either of them not heading straight to them when something happened, but now was not the time to argue. “Clearly, you’re not fine. Yea, time heals but not in this case. Let’s be honest here, it would be better if you go in there now and let them check on you, so tomorrow you will be cleared. Who knows what will happen with you on RAW? Maybe you will get that big match that you’ve been waiting for. Plus, if doc will be annoying you too much I will kick him in the face… Please! It would make me feel better to know that you’re fine.”

        ^{With an exasperated growl of annoyance coursing from chapped lips, Sami then slumped his frame back against the seat behind him in expressed irritation, an action that he instantly regretted as agonizing discomfort radiated against his bruised lower back, causing a pained yelp to flow into the confines of the room. Calloused digits gripped tightly upon the chair’s arms either side of the ginger’s frame as he tried to manage and push past the pain, allowing azure hues to clench tightly shut as no more words were spoken for a few moments; even if they were on the tip of his tongue. As the misery radiated against his bruised and broken spots began to simmer down slowly, Sami allowed the lids of brown orbs to flicker open gently, not even gazing towards the Bella as she spoke, stare directed against the tiled flooring.      ”L-listen, I promise I’ll go to the trainers, just not right now. I need to relax first. I took a lot of bumps in that match. Gimme a second to calm down then I’ll go, okay?”}