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          ❝ i learned how to take a hit a long time ago, from guys a lot BIGGER than me. ❞ his words are punctuated by a rolling shrug of his shoulders. it was true, by the time he was ten he had been in more fights than he cared to count. and most of the time it was with guys much larger, older, and meaner than himself. somehow he had managed to scrap his way out of them. ❝ there’s a bar down the street we can hit up, if you’re free. ❞ hand moving up to test if his nose is still bleeding, finger coming back clean knox used his sleeve to wipe whatever might have still been on his face before wheeling around toward the direction of the bar.

             he couldn’t help but think if there was anyone taller than this man now. the guy seemed to tower over by at least half a foot. when’d he hit the growth spurt to take him up there? “ guess i need to work on my hit. i wanna be able to floor guys as big as you. ” honesty rang clear with that. the thought of being able to hit this guy again and maybe take him down entered his mind. but it fled quickly and he nodded once, walking with the other in the direction he was going. “ got nothing else to do right now. that was actually the highlight of my night so far. ”