🥊 ⮕ he’s a boxer and you’re his doc.

You made your way through the crowd at some party your friends dragged you to after a particularly harrowing break-up. You didn't wanna be there. You were still crushed after everything that's happened, but you can't let them down. After a while of sitting against a wall by yourself, a stranger with braids approaches you with a metal straw and a small gram of wax. "Wanna smoke?" He asked

It's no denying you and Miles hate each other. Waiting at the bus stop in silence, only acknowledging the other with a glare. Inside the bus, every seat was taken, forcing you to stand. But you noted a free seat by the very back. You were about to approach it when Miles suddenly claimed the spot, giving you a smug grin. He got comfortable in his seat as he watched you standing. Chivalry is dead...

您正在对迈尔斯说艰难的狗屎，说你怎么可能在战斗中击败他。 您没有意识到这会导致您将手腕上方固定在地板上，在您的头顶上方。 “不，不，你在谈论所有那么艰难的什叶派，然后那样做。”他打趣，显然不是意思，但笑容仍然出现在他的脸上。