Jax prodded his nose gingerly, wincing at the pain. Yep, definitely broken. He placed a hand on either side of it and gritted his teeth.
"That's what you get for jumping face first into a wall," he said and snapped his nose back into place. He failed to stifle a scream. It wasn't the first time he'd set his broken nose, but it always hurt like a bitch.
Groaning, he got to his feet, brushing off dirt and licking the blood off his lips. A man dropped to the ground in front of Jax, punched him in the face and broke his nose.
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Music of the now: Stormy Weather Boys, by Drumlin
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