"You know, I worked really hard to make this dinner and you're just gonna throw it out?" I ask,faking a hurt look. "I'm not 'just gonna throw it out', I'm going to save all of us from food poisoning." Bucky offered, like 'gentleman' he was. "Gee, thanks," I murmured. Bucky planted a kiss on my cheek. "Let me cook instead of you," he advised. I slapped his arm and he chuckled.
I pick up my bat and my backpack and walk out of my home. yeah- I know it doesn't really look like a typical home. I sling my bag over my shoulder and head to the local diner. I put my head phones in not particularly paying any attention when I bump into some one. I look up at the guy he looks maybe a year older than me and alot richer. He had brown hair and green eyes. He was WAY taller than me and he wears headphone around his neck and designer clothes. I back and murmur "Uh sorry."
"Are they both bloody and painful?" "Well... yes." "Same. Thing."