“you aren’t quite invincible, so i’m pretty sure i would still be freaking out a little bit.” jessica couldn’t imagine what would happen to her if something happened to him. her feelings ran deep and she really didn’t care how messed up it was considering where they had started. and if it was because of his own stupid doing because he couldn’t sit still without kicking the shit out of someone? well, that would be worse.

     shaking her head, she was tempted to make a comment about him not wanting her there to cheer him on – but jess knew watching him get beat up would only wind up with her deciding that she needed to put a stop to it which wasn’t good for anyone. pursing her lips, she looked up at him. “does something besides joining fight club bring you any sort of happiness? cause really – taking me to a steakhouse is quite the opposite.”

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    “do you really want my answer to that?” his tone came off slightly more rude than intended, but ky wasn’t in the mood to correct himself. more so when he didn’t believe (at the moment at least) it was absolutely needed or even necessary. 

      “if i want to… join a highly illegal fight club? i’ll do it – just be glad it’s on earth and not somewhere else.” If it was in hell,  ky knew right  away that the wounds he’d suffer would be far more… painful, but  earth was good  enough for him. he liked it better here anyways in all reality. “so, you can stay or come with me. either way? it’s your choice.”

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