Orphan Luna
“Here, let me see your scalp”
He helps me off the counter and looks. “Ok, it’s already healed. Head feel ok?”. I shrug, “bit of a headache”. I pull the paper towel plug from his nostril and look at his nose, “it’s crooked. May I?”. He closes one eye and grits, “yeah go for it… count of…”. Before he even says 3, I grab his nose and CRACK. “Ow shit babe, fuck”. I smile at him and leave a smooch on his lips and a tiny peck on the tip of the nose.