Jamie
I sighed, looking down at my already ripped shirt, wouldn't hurt none to tear it more. 
I tore off a strip off and walked over to him, dragging the damaged arm towards me as 
I wrapped the cloth around the wound. "There now...and don't say I don't fix my 
fuck-ups...just warn me next time you wanna pull a dumb-ass stunt like that...ok?"

--Darien--
Darien watched Jamie bandage him up then he looked up at her, smiling a little. 
"Thanks...I guess I can't, oh well I'll just find something else to say. What fun 
would it be if I warned you? Hmm?"

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