Denise: *hold on to a sour jaw that was bruised badly beneath her ear where the pressure was the strongest* Wh...what is your problem? *hiss in pain after touching a bruise and get mad shouting to Mr. Devil* Why don't you just die already?! *kneel on the ground and put Icynato's head onto her lap* Well, here goes nothing... *press palm of her hand against his chest and channel all of energy she had left to start the healing process*
On the outside I may appear like an emotionless sarcastic piece of shit, but just like an onion, when you peel off more layers, you find the exact same thing every single time and you start crying.

If the world didn't suck, we'd all fall off!

If the world didn't suck, we'd all fall off!