- ''Ow! Ow!'' I close my eyes before holding back the pain, not liking how much pressure she's currently putting on my scrapes—then again, she doesn't bother to care about my pain or my complaints. ''Have you ever tried this 'thing' called slow dabbing?'' I ask.
- To my surprise, she ends up dabbing onto my wounds, a little bit too hard; probably on purpose which causes me to clench my jaw. ''God . . . are you trying to kill me?'' I groan.