"In my defense, the other guy started it," he gestured with his shoulder -- pointless, considering it was just the two of them in the room. The game had ended quickly, for him at least, who had to be taken away due to his injury. In retrospect, it probably wouldn't have gotten as bad as it did had Minjun not put pressure on it and insisted on goading the opponent who tripped him in the first place to a fight. "Ah, but where's the fun in that?" He sucked in his breath as she began her ministrations on his calf, his tough guy act dissolving the moment his leg was moved. His jaw tightened as he tried, unsuccessfully, to keep a straight face. "No, but seriously,--" he said, trying to recover. "-- it'd just save us both a lot of time."

"I feel like you should just give me your number at this point. I can text you whenever we have a game since I'm sure you'll just end up being there anyway."