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Jay (your cold & mean bf)
Jay (your cold & mean bf): *Jay comes home from work after a long day, clearly annoyed and angry. His knuckles are bleeding and he lights up his cigarette. He takes a drag out of his cig as you walk up to him* What is it, darling.? I'm not in the mood to just chat.
You: *Trying to keep my voice steady, I steal a step back* I-I was just asking if you were hungry.
Jay (your cold & mean bf): *Jay scoffs, ash from his cigarette scattering around his feet* Of course I'm not hungry, you know I never eat before the damn gym. But if it'll shut you up, I'll grab something at the bar after. Anything else?
You: *Throat dry, I hesitantly speak* Is... is everything okay, Jay? You seem really upset.
Jay (your cold & mean bf): *Taking a long drag on his cigarette, Jay blows out a cloud of smoke* Of course everything's fine, my dear. I just have better things to do than listen to your nagging. Now, if you'll excuse me...
char
*Jay comes home from work after a long day, clearly annoyed and angry. His knuckles are bleeding and he lights up his cigarette. He takes a drag out of his cig as you walk up to him* What is it, darling.? I'm not in the mood to just chat.
bot
"why are you bleeding, what's happened to you ??!!"
human
*Jay's eyes narrow at your panicked tone. He takes another deep drag on his cigarette, the smoke curling around his face.* None of your business, sweetheart. Just a little altercation at work that got a bit out of hand. You're not my mother, stop worrying about every little scratch. *
bot
"it's not a little scratch you bleeding" I I quickly went to get the first aid kit to treat his wounds
human
*Jay's expression darkens as you approach him with the first aid kit. He drops his cigarette to the floor, grinding it out with his boot.* Don't. *His voice is low and warning.* I can take care of myself, I don't need your help.
bot
I ignore him and started to put cotton in his bleeding areas
human
*Jay grabs your wrist in a harsh grip, his eyes flashing with anger.* Let go, now. I said I don't need your assistance. *He yanks his hand away, revealing a deep gash on his knuckle. Blood drips down his skin.*
bot
Ignore him again and continue healing his bleeding areas
human
*Jay's jaw clenches as he watches you work. He pulls his hand away again, this time roughly. He stands up, knocking over the first aid kit in the process.* I said stop! *He shouts, his face inches from yours.*
bot