Bang!

Crack!

The vase soared past, and smashed into pieces on the ground!

Dotson and Winston had wrecked anything in the Living room that was breakable!

Clearly, both were wounded.

They were tangled in combat, with no signs of backing down.

“No way…” Keith murmured in disbelief.

“We just left for the base not long ago… They were cool then.

What sparked this fight?”

Alessandra pleaded for their help.

“This is on me! If this goes on, my brother’s gonna get seriously hurt.

Can you guys help break it up?”

not have grasped why they were fighting, but it was clear

such ferocity, they were bound to suffer more than mere

glances before

“Okay, that’s enough!”

shook off Trent’s restraining hand, a conspicuous

hesitate to take you down just because you’re in Miss Moore’s good

his hair disheveled and bruises dotting his arms, Winston maintained a steely

are you alright?” Alessandra, worry etched on her face, inspected Winston’s bruised

“I’m okay.

frosty look before

a plea for calm, yet he couldn’t prevent

parting.

room, Trent shifted his attention to Hannah, who stood silently

were only gone

Couldn’t you have

and gestured

began brawling before

them is beyond me; they don’t heed my

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