Hugo's world spun as he stumbled back to his feet, clutching his jaw. Lisa's punch had been no joke.
His head felt like it had just been introduced to a spinning carnival ride, and everything around him seemed to wobble.
"Okay, okay," he muttered, blinking rapidly to steady himself. "Maybe… maybe I deserved that." His fingers gently pressed the sore spot on his face, and he winced.
The punch had landed with the precision of a guided missile, but he wasn't complaining. He had acted like a complete jerk earlier by pushing a lady off a bike.
But yet again... He really couldn't be blamed. Any guy out there about to insult Hugo had to consider the fact that his life was on the line afterall!
It was a do or die affair!
He let out a long sigh, shoulders slumping. 'Alright, fine, I might've overdone it when I… y'know, pushed her off a bike. But, come on! I was frustrated! I was desperate! And—' his inner voice rose dramatically,
