[ naive of him to think that after their last fight, they could somehow find a way to avoid each other entirely this time. making peace seems out of the question too, especially with how escalated their conversation had become the last time, and despite being on neutral ground, eventually the fists go flying.
hard to even remember what words spoken triggered the violence or even who swung the first hit. all frank knows is that the frustration has once again let loose, especially when matt manages to dodge a swinging kick and lands a punch right against frank's already permanently broken nose.
he groans from the blow, stumbling back, digging his boot to the ground. a swift lift of his hand to his face reveals the blood there, staining his fingers. gritting his teeth, he lets out a deep roar before he starts charging forward, fast and strong, until his body collides with matt's, knocking the other man's body back until they're both left falling off the edge of the rooftop and down, down, down โ
until they land with a crash into a pile of old garbage.
frank's body lands on top, though it does little to soften the blow of the landing, strong aches all over his already bruised body. it takes him a moment, groaning there on top of matt's corpse body, before he finally shifts his own to roll off and away, shakily bringing his feet to solid ground, standing up to try to regain his balance. ]
trash pile losers ๐๏ธ๐ฅ
hard to even remember what words spoken triggered the violence or even who swung the first hit. all frank knows is that the frustration has once again let loose, especially when matt manages to dodge a swinging kick and lands a punch right against frank's already permanently broken nose.
he groans from the blow, stumbling back, digging his boot to the ground. a swift lift of his hand to his face reveals the blood there, staining his fingers. gritting his teeth, he lets out a deep roar before he starts charging forward, fast and strong, until his body collides with matt's, knocking the other man's body back until they're both left falling off the edge of the rooftop and down, down, down โ
until they land with a crash into a pile of old garbage.
frank's body lands on top, though it does little to soften the blow of the landing, strong aches all over his already bruised body. it takes him a moment, groaning there on top of matt's
corpsebody, before he finally shifts his own to roll off and away, shakily bringing his feet to solid ground, standing up to try to regain his balance. ]