@deathcalling didn’t ask for this but added andrew so what did they expect.
BLOODIED FINGERS DROP HIS STAINED BAG, HIS PACE OFF KILTER & SCREAMING OF THE PAIN THAT BLOOMS IN HIS SIDE. JACK HAD GOTTEN A CHEAP SHOT, A JAB TO THE RIBS THAT LEAD TO A DANCE OF FISTS & KNIVES. NEILS LEFT EYE WAS BRUISED, A FINGER ON HIS LEFT HAND BROKEN & THERE WAS SOMETHING WRONG WITH HIS RIBS. BUT ANDREW HAD PSYCHOLOGY FOR THE NEXT HALF HOUR. NEIL WAS SAFE TO PATCH HIMSELF UP & FORMULATE A PLAN. OR SO HE THOUGHT UNTIL HE MOVED INTO THE LOUNGE, THE TV ON LOW & THE MONSTER CURLED ON THE COUCH, HIS ATTENTIVE GAZE CATCHING NEIL, FORCING HIM TO STAND STOCK STILL, BLOODY & BRUISED. ❝ I thought you had class ❞