"I aint sitting with you" Sylvia warned Leland, but she did take his arm with a heavy sigh. "Let's get you cleaned up, at least wash that blood off your face, you look like a fuckin' serial killer" she said, dragging him into the nearest bathroom and running a towel under some warm water. "Girls don't fuck gay dudes either, Le" she reminded him with a twitch os a smile.

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Le let Sylvia drag him to the bathroom where he leaned against the sink. He hadn't been this drunk in a long, long time. "You takin' care 'a me Sylv?" he asked, his eyes big. "This gonna hurt in the morning," he said pointing at his face.

"Well shit, good thing I aint gay," he laughed, leaning heavier against the sink.

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"Yeah, I'm fuckin' taking care of you" Sylvia grumbled, dabbing at his nose with the towel and a scowl. "Of course it'll hurt more, especially when you realise what a dumb bastard y'are" she joked.

Sylvia laughed. "I don't know about that. I can see you being the bottom" she teased him.

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He winced as she dabbed his nose. It was probably broken. "Thanks Sylv, you the sweetest hot chick on the school face, face of the school planet," he would have patted her back but he was conscious enough to realize what a bad idea that was. He didn't want to get blood on her. "I already know I'm a dumb bastard, I'm a fuckin' mess," he wiped his hands against his jeans, they were already sticky with blood.

"If I were a bottom I'd be a power bottom," he grumbled.

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