Jasmine: Her eyes went from green to white* HE FUCKING ISNT!! HE IS THE BEST FUCKING THING EVER.

Jasmine: He isn’t fucking useless!

Jasmine: get his fucking name right.

Jasmine: *her ears flopped down and she growled* he isn’t some fucking toy for you dip shits.

Jasmine: Tell me why you are taking advantage of Tueur?

Jasmine: Oh. Well then. Not as intimidating as I thought.

Jasmine: .. Hi..? I’m looking for the leader..?

Jasmine: *sighs and walks to the gang*

Jasmine: *outs her slides on and walks out the door*

Jasmine: *gets up* I’ll be right back.. *walks to the coat rack and gets her sweater, puts it on*

Jasmine: heh.. cute..

Jasmine: *smiles*

Jasmine: *strokes his hair* I know.. I know...

Jasmine: *gets out more bandages and wraps him up in them* there...

Jasmine: *takes off his bandages and gets out and alcohol wipe, *wipes his back trying not to hurt him*

Jasmine: *sets him on the couch, *sits down and grabs the medical bag*

Jasmine: *sets the medical kit down and picks him up slowly*

Jasmine: *gets the medical kit and walks back to him* I’m gonna fucking kill that bitch..

Jasmine: .. I’m going to go get the medical kit... *lifts his head slowly and gets up, walks to the bathroom*

Jasmine: hi honey.. what the hell happened to you..?