Imagine: Dawn after you get hurt.
"How do you always manage to get so many cuts on your beautiful face?"Dawn cooed as she stroked her thumbs along your cheeks.
"Actually this one is from Dick."You said, pointing to one just above your eyebrow.
"What did you do?"Your girlfriend questioned.
"How do you know it wasn't his fault?"You feigned hurt.
"Well, was it?"Dawn teased, sitting in front of you.
"No."You huffed."I popped up behind him and he freaked out."
Your girlfriend laughed lightly.