Deep Scar Of A Trauma

Kayden was so lost in the moment, that she didn't even realized when Kelvin brought his finger toward her forehead. Her only check to reality was when he flicked her forehead.

"Ouch..." She groaned at the impact as she rubbed her forehead, throwing him a glare. "What was that for...? she muttered.

"You better fix that gaze," he uttered tersely, rising to his full length. "All done." He said, walking to the drawer he had taken the first aid kit from.

Kayden wringled her nose, taking a glance at the dressed wound. " I could have handle it. All the same, thanks." She said, trying to be a show off.

Kelvin scoffed, as he dropped the kit in and slammed it shut. "Just the 'thank you' would have done the trick." he strolles back to her. "Are you always this extra?"

Impulsively, Kayden sneered. " And see who that's coming from." She remarked, not letting him have the last say as she sprung to her feet. " I better get going."