"Damn, he really threw those punches," Leon said, and I raised my head to see him leaning against the wall for support as he stood. One of his arms laid on the floor, bloodied, and I pursed my lips.
“Come on, and take that arm with you. Let's get you stitched."
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Daisy's POV::
The loud music booming from the speakers in the club was enough to drown my raging thoughts as I stood before the bouncer, who was looking at me with a raised eyebrow.
"What did you say you want again?"
I swallowed, convincing myself to not be intimidating by his seven foot height or his hugeness. I came here for a purpose, and I had to achieve that purpose.
Besides, I'd seen way worse.
“I'm here to find a job!" I yelled over the music. “The vacancy!”
He stared at me for a moment, then looked at the signb
