#hell o.

“ i was winning, bonehead, ” haejung spits, the streak of blood running from her nose and scrapes on her head nothing in comparison to the damage she’d done to the other in the bar. sure, it was logical that jae would be thinking about the legal impact of her actions as well as the physical, but all that mattered to her was beating a creep to a pulp. the girl slumps against the wall, her legs giving out as she tries to rise and finish the fight herself. “ don’t say anything. just don’t. ” / @queenghcst