The trek back to car was relatively long for one with a limp leg. Part of her was a little disappointed that the red eyed girl hadn’t come after her. Weren’t people supposed to follow those in pain? She shrugged. It was only her need for attention causing such a vulgar feeling to come forth. Part of her hated that she required so much attention but she couldn’t deny the feeling of belonging and being wanted whenever the spotlight shined on her. 

As she arrived at her car, Claire began rummaging through the glove compartment to find her first aid kit. When she has gotten her first car, her parents made sure it always had a well stocked one. The lesson had carried on. Despite their troubles, the two always knew how to look after Claire. It was cute, really. She quickly cleaned the wound with a disinfected wipe, spread neosporin, and finished by covering it with a bandaid. 

A handsome voice woke Claire from her concentration and she looked up to find her boyfriend. He looked completely exhausted, sweating more than Claire and she couldn’t help but chuckle.[color=FF9900] “Hey handsome. Everything okay?” [/color]She reached for her bag and tossed him a water bottle. 

Squatting beside him, she placed a quick peck on his lips. [color=FF9900] “I missed you.”[/color] It had seemed forever since they had last talked, although it had only been less than 15 minutes ago. 

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“I’m sorry for making you come all the way down here but I fear our exercise plans will have to be canceled.” [/color]Claire motioned to her knee with the new bandage covering her wound. [color=FF9900]"Although it looks like you already had quite the workout." [/color]

[@lovely complex]