“Got a wicked bruise but not where anyone will see.” “You look good to me,” I said, lamely. She wore a short blue something that showed off her long legs. Mercifully, she wasn’t too made-up and still looked human. “It happens every now and then,” she said,
wait what??? why do you periodically get bruises??? did I miss something, or is this a thing I'm meant to breeze past without noticing, or is this something entirely unrelated to the story which makes no sense?
