Collision

Mike immediately saw a lot of blood drops soaked on the white towel around his hips. The more he looked at them, the more he was shocked. He looked up higher and saw the two paper tampons already leaking blood from her nostrils.

“What happened here?” He wondered loudly. When he saw a bag of frozen green peas on Jo’s forehead he burst out laughing. After a while, he added mockingly. “Woah, was that such a hard sex, some sado-maso?”

The second he said that, the bag of frozen peas landed on his bare stomach.

“Fuck!” He bent down, holding his abdomen. It wasn't painful, but it was fucking unpleasant.

“Should I throw it a few inches lower?” Jo asked in a similar, mocking tone.

“Are you deliberately trying to deprive me of the possibility of procreating and being a father?”

“One more word, and I can't guarantee my reactions, so shut up.” She articulated through gritted teeth, changing the paper dressing under her nose.