After a few seconds of being able to register what was happening, Josh put his hand to his nose, swearing under his breath and sitting up slowly despite being slightly dizzy. “Did you…?” Looking at Akira, he furrowed his eyebrows and slowly got out of bed, walking slowly over to grab a tissue and put it to his nose which was thankfully barely bleeding at all since the hit was focused mainly to his forehead.
“Did you head-butt me?” Josh asked before walking back to Akira, wiping his eyes from the tears built up. “Must have been an accident. At least I hope so.” he said while looking at his servant and still feeling his head spin slightly.
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"Why is it that, as a culture, we are more comfortable seeing two men holding guns than holding hands?"
~Ernest Gaines
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