Kurt staggered back from the uppercut that I had just given him. I continued my onslaught and hit him with a right hook to the cheek. His head snapped to the side, but only for a second before he returned the same punch to my jaw. I had forgotten already that Kurt spent most of his life boxing and street fighting. He wasn't going to be an easy opponent, especially since he's older and bigger than me.
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Dakota's Suite
HorrorIn order to understand his character better, we must go from the beginning. TW: Mentions of suicide, SA, murder, gore, and this an all-out depressing ride of a story. Please read to your own discretion.
