RÖLLSPĀL HÖN E HĀ?!

I chuckle quietly, but frowned as my head was at risk of exploding.
"One could say I'm a pervert, but not in a bad way... not as a criminal I mean."
I tried to sit up, but immidiately regret it and fell back again.

I tilt my head slightly to look at the stranger. "What happened to you?" I ask curiously and start to wet a towel.

My eyes flicked behind my eyelids as my brain worked hard to remember.

"I don't remember why, but some punks beat me to the ground and cut me... I barely remember my own name, now that I think about it. What are your names, ladies? Mine is Alex, if I'm not mistaken."

"Well, my name's Vanessa." I say and turn on my visability again before placing the damp towel on his forehead.

"I'm Faith" I mumble shyly. "You look horrible..."

I slowly walked up to him, squatted beside him and took a look at his cuts. I stroke his bare arm carefully.

I slowly opened my eyes as I felt cold fingers caress my arm. It stung slightly as they ran over the wounds, but it felt nice.
The face looking down at me was concerned, but so. God. Damn. Beautiful.

Her hair was messy, but a beautiful shade of red. I'd love her in a bed.

My lips stretched from ear to ear, even though it hurt my head.

"Wow..." I whispered.

I look at this Alex guy with a smirk as I notice how he's staring at Faith before getting up. "Faith, take over I have things I need to attend to." I hum and give her the towel.

I jerk my head towards her. "What?!"

I wasn't good around people, I pretty much act like a dog... Literally.

I pick up another damp towel and start cleaning his wounds, following with some whiskey we had found.