Bex

*I look over and see you just laying on the floor, you look drowsy and I walk over to you*

*My expression darkens* 'Don't worry about it. I should be asking you the same thing.'

*I raise a brow* 'And why would they suspect you? Are you a criminal?'

*I walk away, not even looking back at you. I don't care about your pain or your feelings. I have my own issues to deal with*