“I can’t believe you’ve never been to a fair, Edward,” tu said, jokingly punching the boy in the arm as the two of tu approached the booth to get your wristbands. tu were going to get the twenty dollar ones so tu could ride everything without having to use tickets.
“Ow, couldn’t tu have at least punched my other arm?” He said, holding his left arm with a scrunched up face, still feeling the pain from where tu punched it. tu giggled. He had fought so many bad guys without one complaint about hurting, but tu puñetazo, ponche him once and he acts like he’s dying from the pain.