Sabra Knight
Well it was all a long time ago, it was pretty vague on both sides. Maybe she was that girl, maybe he was that guy. Who really knew? “Well where did you see marks on her?” She said, turning towards him. She held out her arms and showed him where the scars were. “I have those and these on my face,” she trailed a finger on the scar there. “My legs took the brunt of it though. I was dragged by them.” Thankfully, her legs were quite easy to cover up most of the time. “I won’t be taking off my pants tho.” She mentioned just in case he got any ideas.