tu knew your boyfriend was there, and all his friends.
tu hated it when they fought.
Those stupid fights.
tu went over to lot, to make sure things weren’t getting out of hand. If they were, you’d definately call the police.
It would risk them getting arrested, but tu didn’t want any of them hurt; o dead.
tu saw bodies going at each other, caked in mud and blood.
tu start to walk towards the fight (like an idiot) and are met with a puñetazo, ponche to the face.
tu fall into the mud, shocked por the blow.
“Hey! That’s my girlfriend!” Soda yells as he pushes the Soc over, and starts beating him repeatedly.
tu feel a hand on your shoulder as tu get up. tu grab the hand and flip him over.
“Hey,” tu thought. “This is fun.”
tu understood why they liked these so much.
“You alright, babe?” He asks. tu were lying on your stomach on parte superior, arriba of him.
“Yeah, I’m fine.” tu say.
He strokes his hair. “You know, this could be us every night.”
“Yeah but we’d have kids, so it would be weird and awkward to do this every night. What if they had bad dreams o something?” tu say.
“Ok, well then every other night.” He grins.
“That might work.” tu laugh.
“By the looks of it, we’ll have lots of little kids on our hands.” He winks.
