“I can’t believe you’ve never been to a fair, Edward,” 你 said, jokingly punching the boy in the arm as the two of 你 approached the booth to get your wristbands. 你 were going to get the twenty dollar ones so 你 could ride everything without having to use tickets.
“Ow, couldn’t 你 have at least punched my other arm?” He said, holding his left arm with a scrunched up face, still feeling the pain from where 你 punched it. 你 giggled. He had fought so many bad guys without one complaint about hurting, but 你 冲床 him once and he acts like he’s dying from the pain.