“Hey! How did it go with Yuni--Damn, man . . . What happened to you?”
“Nothing.”
“Like hell. Your eye is all bruised. Is that dried blood on your arm?”
“I don’t want to talk about it.”
“Okay. But look, you should go to the hospital.”
“I’ve been to the hospital, all right? I just came from there. Can we just drop it? I just want one drink and then I’m going h…
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