it's hard to tell, it was badly painful and blue ish earlier, now it's pale and numb nd the pain sort of just fluctuates. it's bad enough i can't actually turn a steering wheel with my right hand though loll)

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"Mhm, mhm" Matt said, doing his best to show that he was the least bit interested in Wills 'threats.' He smiled profusely at Trixies last words though, tilting his head a little. Anything to make the other guy jealous or whatever. After Will had left he withdrew his gentle grip on Trixies shoulder, stepping back so she wasn't pressed so close up to his chest, and he could actually manoeuvre himself. "Are you okay?" he asked, a hint of concern in his words as he looked Trixie in the eye.

Eugh- that sucks

Hopefully it heals soon ish?))

Trixie let out a slow breath as Will walked off, glancing over her shoulder at Matt as he pulled his hand away. She turned and gently rubbed at her eyes before she looked up at him, and then rubbed at her shoulder where Will's grip had tightened. She shrugged, looking back at him quietly. "I mean, I'm fine. Majorly embarrassed, but fine. I mean, how many times have you had to deal with a 'friend with Benefit's ex?" She asked, letting out a slightly nervous laugh and looking at her feet. She cleared her throat and looked back up at him, debating what to say for a moment before she spoke. "Thank you for that, though. You didn't have to do anything, and I know that, and I want you to know I'm grateful for it." She said softly, holding his gaze.

we can only hope- ive also got a sj comp tmr which hurt like hell 🤩)

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Matt shook his head, leaning against the wall behind him. He slowly raked the hair out of his eyes, rubbing his eye in the process. "I haven't, I tend not to care as much" he smiled, not quite realising the words that trailed out of his mouth. It was half the drink, half the fact he couldn't keep a filter with Trixie no matter how hard he tried. He looked in slight concern at her shoulder as she rubbed at her shoulder, then brought his gaze back to hers, a soft smile spread across his lips as her words. "your welcome" he said slowly, reading the thoughts that spread across his mind. "Are you actually..going to talk to him again? Like outside of the party?" He asked, a little worry spreading through him.

Talk about a series of inconvenient events lol))

Trixie raised her eyebrows at his first answer, blinking a few times to curb the slight rush of affection for him. She followed his gaze to her shoulder momentarily, instinctively dropping her hand to fiddle with her fingers instead, so she didn't worry him. She nodded slowly at his next words, tilting her head at his questions. "I mean, maybe. I don't know. I'd rather not, but if he's going to act like that, I don't know if I have any other options. Why?" She asked curiously, biting her lip slightly. For someone who 'didn't date', he was acting an awful lot like a concerned boyfriend.

yes it's what i get for taking the absolute piss out of my mother for snapping three fingers a day before her dressage test, karma

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Matt yet again traced the patterns of the wall he was leant against, staring at his hands for a good couple seconds before managing to answer her question. Which was a tricky one, he couldn't exactly just blurt out the real answer, that being something along the lines of 'i don't want you to, id be jealous.' So it took him long enough to think up a realistic answer, without it sounding like a complete lie. "He just seems..off. It seems dangerous you going alone to see him when he was so..fine with the way he grabbed you" he said, looking up for a split second. "You know what it's fine, i'm obviously not stopping you" he added with a sigh, doing his best to fight his own words with a stupid defense that just sounded harsh.

Yeah karma can indeed be a bitch))

Trixie watched him trace the patterns on the wall, and was hit with a sudden, fierce wave of deja vu. Like memory that was there, definitely, but she couldn't quite grasp it. She gripped the edge of a counter, only drawn out of her thoughts by the sound of his voice. She watched him speak, a little surprised at the sudden mood change. "Well then, I'll try my hardest not to." She said simply, watching his fingers against the wall and letting words slip out, similiar to the way he followed up his statements with impulsive words. "If you're worried, you could just say that." She blurted out softly, shrugging and glancing around the party quietly.

always)

Matt looked up to meet Trixies gaze at her last words, slightly taken aback. He didn't think he'd let his filter fall so much she'd actually guess what he wanted to say? He'd never been that careless, or at least from what he remembered anyway. "Alright fine, i'm worried. and seeing as you're guessing everything, the tiniest bit jealous too, which should only be allowed" he said, letting a soft smile play on his lips though he regretted letting the second comment come out of his mouth at all. At this point he may aswell blurt out every single thing he was thinking, it was heading that way.

Trixie glanced back up at him when he spoke, raising her eyebrows and giving him a sweet smile. "Jealous? Of what, a limp, blonde noodle masquerading as a human being?" She scoffed, stepping closer to him so they were chest to chest again. She tilted her head up at him slightly and laid a hand on his chest, tracing her fingertips absentmindedly over the fabric. She liked the fact that he was jealous, more so than she wanted to admit. Still, the alcohol was slowly reestablishing itself in her system, so she admitted it anyway. "Is it bad that I like that?" She asked softly, reaching up with her free hand to toy with his hair.

"No, of a very pretty girl being harassed by her ex boyfriend" Matt said, his words so obviously fueled by the alcohol. As much as he didnt want to admit it, he wanted to remember these words after he sobered up the next day. "Don't let that go to your head though" he added playfully, giving her a quick smile with his sentence. He shook his head at her next words, letting her play with his hair without so much as a second thought- which was odd, considering usually he'd hate that. "Not at all." he said, his tone a little quieter. "But would you say it's bad i like that you like it?" he asked, his expression that of mock innocence.

"Oh, so I'm very pretty? I'll keep that in mind." Trixie smiled, gently continuing to toy with his hair. She shook her head, chuckling slightly. "Oh, it's too late for that. That's going to be the highlight of my year." She teased, her breath hitching momentarily at his words. She leaned closer to him, sliding her hand up his chest to rest it on the back of his neck. "Maybe a little. But I like that too." She whispered softly, almost leaning in for a kiss and then instead dipping down to lay a light kiss on his neck.