wife/lyla

(tanks it

(still doesnt flinch

(fucken plasma forms

(you were fighting and she said):why are you so weak i thought you should be the man here (and) you're just so weak i cant believe you. you're just playing games all day and i am here fighting (have fun)

Oh well, I’ll see about that! *punches her*

*slips on a banana peel*

*I sigh* I should’ve known this would happen

*eyes flutter open, a weak grin spreading across her bruised face* You call that a punch? My cat scratches harder... *coughs up blood*

I guess I have to try then

alright then come at me

come here

(comes closer)

(you were fighting and she said):why are you so weak i thought you should be the man here (and) you're just so weak i cant believe you. you're just playing games all day and i am here fighting (have fun)

I'm not gonna fight you, your my wife and not gonna hurt you

you should be fighting me! if you dont fight me how will you protect me? (she says with a cold tone)