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Cat Fight!

The seniors where starting to get super mad. She wiped off the blood from her lip and kicked him in the gut.
 
Miori laughed at the senior's pain, and walked away, outside. After all, he hated school, and wanted to leave.
 
Mei ended up leaving around 4th period, going to her new apartment early. Her back hurt so much. She groaned and opened the door.
 
Miori left, going to his new apartment with a stranger. He opened the door and saw Mei. "Oh shit..." Miori said. He dropped his backpack, and took off his hoodie, revealing his gray tanktop.
 
Miori, in the bathroom, took off his shirt and grabbed some tissue. He wrapped some gauze around his chest, and put his shirt back on. He opened the door and put the tissues on his nose, going to the kitchen.
 
Mei was sitting up on the couch, her eyes closed. She had gauze under her shirt which wrapped all the way around her. She had a sweater on over that.
 
Miori grabbed an apple, washed it, and started eating it. He stood in the door frame and ate his apple, thinking of insults for Mei.
 
Miori glared back. "Taller than you, shortstack, and how's your back? I still hate you, but want to know," he asked her. He then finished his apple, and threw it into the trash can.
 
Miori muttered, "I'm Hell, everything is to me." He then grabbed another apple and started eating it.
 
"I am depressing," he muttered, eating the apple. "Also, I know you know I have dyslexia," he told her, sitting down.
 
Miori sighed. "At least it helps me in Latin," he muttered, finishing the other apple and grabbing another one.
 
Miori muttered, "Yes, it is definitely going to." Sharing an apartment with her would be Hell.
 
Miori grabbed a cold pack and tossed it to her. "That good? It's my least favorite one, it sucks," he muttered, finishing the third apple.
 
"All in a says work," he said, stifling a laugh. He exchanged the glare, and took out a soda.
 
Mei growled, groaning in pain. She couldn't pull her sleeves up, it would reveal her scars, so she just rubbed them.
 

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