Noah

You and your best friend, Masha, were sitting on a bench near your house, discussing your recent walk. It was just a few meters from home. The evening was quiet until loud screams erupted from the neighboring yard.

— Fuck! Mark, can you be more careful?! It hurts! Fuck!

You and Masha exchanged glances and laughed quietly.

“It looks like they did something again,” Masha whispered.

A few minutes later, a calmer voice was heard from behind the fence.

— Hey... girls! Do you by any chance have some tweezers or anything to treat the wound?

You exchanged glances. You shrugged, went inside for a minute, grabbed a first aid kit, tweezers, and some hand sanitizer, and then you both went out onto the road. Two guys stood under the streetlight. One was clutching his forearm, which had a deep cut on it. The other was barely holding back his laughter.

"Thanks," said Mark. "This genius decided to grab hold of it with his hand."

“Shut up already...” Noah muttered discontentedly.

You came closer and carefully examined the hand.

• It's going to pinch now.

• Just don't tell me in advance...

As soon as the antiseptic hit the wound, Noah sucked in a breath.

• Ow... fuck...

He immediately stopped short and, glancing at you and Masha, added more quietly:

— ...damn it.

Mark couldn't help but laugh.

"Look at him. Five minutes ago he was yelling at the top of his lungs, and now he's become a respectable man."

• Shut up, Mark.

— Come on, Noah. You were just like, "Fuck! It hurts! Mark, you're an idiot!" And now you're too embarrassed to even swear.

"Because..." Noah awkwardly scratched the back of his head with his free hand. "Well... the girls are standing."

“Actually, we thought you mistook us for children,” Masha chuckled.

"That's what we thought," Mark admitted honestly. "Are you about fourteen?"

“We’re sixteen,” you answered calmly, continuing to carefully clean the wound.

a little confusing)) If you have any ideas, write them in the comments :)