“Who did this?”

Send “Who did this?” for your muse to discover my muse with a black eye or a busted lip        

Honestly, Carlos had been a little afraid of this. Being known as the Mayor’s ‘squeeze’ (not his words) had gotten him a bit of trouble – mostly teasing and judgemental jeering. It wasn’t until today though that someone had gotten physical. Jealousy, or envy, or whatever it was… they took it out on Carlos.

And Carlos honestly would rather not have Hancock find out about it. Too late though.

“Just… a couple of guys down in the street,” Carlos murmured, not looking at Hancock. “Some drifters… I don’t know their names.” And he didn’t, but they were familiar faces.

He just didn’t want to be some burden on Hancock – Carlos obviously couldn’t handle himself in a fistfight, but he didn’t want Hancock to feel like he had to go out and protect him when he had other work to do.