[ There's a tiny girl approaching. A tiny girl with a bass. He had complimented her playing once. And now she's holding it like a damn bat...and... it doesn't take a genius to figure out that yeah, she's out to hit a homerun with his head. And for the life if him, he doesn't know why.
Okay. Whatever it was, he probably deserved it, but he can't think of anything in really recent history to warrant being called names and getting swung at.
His reaction time is a little slow. Strange. It feels like he should have easily dodged that shit. Or look it like a man. Either way, it clips his shoulder as he moves out of the way]
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Okay. Whatever it was, he probably deserved it, but he can't think of anything in really recent history to warrant being called names and getting swung at.
His reaction time is a little slow. Strange. It feels like he should have easily dodged that shit. Or look it like a man. Either way, it clips his shoulder as he moves out of the way]
THE FUCK IS YOUR DAMAGE, KIDO!