@ScarletAndHerSides
“Annnd I need a cloth to wipe the blood away.” Lucille muttered, “Fun.”
“Annnd I need a cloth to wipe the blood away.” Lucille muttered, “Fun.”
"Use my sweatshirt."
“Are you sure?”
"Yeah it's ruined anyway." Goodbye memory sweatshirt..
“No, you can wash blood out.”
"Yeah but not that much right?"
“Depends on how you see it.” Lucille shrugged, folding up the sweatshirt. (Wow Lucille.
You’re awfully calm for someone who’s boyfriend is gushing out blood.)
(She has had enough of adventure crap)
"Hurry please I don't like the feeling of blood dripping down my arm."
“Okay okay.” Lucille said, taking the cloth and gently wiping away the blood, “Scarlet red blood doesn’t suit you anyways.”
(I'm sorry
was that
a pun?)
"Thanks. I like Navy blue."
(… perhaps. :p)
(Does the sound of people eating ever bug you?)
Tyson winced as she gently cleaned his wound. "That stings…"
(If they chew with their mouth open.
Very
Very
Very
Very
Much.)
“Wait till I use the alcohol.”
"The what?"
“The alcohol.” Lucille said, putting down the cloth after wiping away all-most of the blood.
"Oh boy." Tyson braced himself.
(When you get distracted and start petting the cat.)
“It’ll sting.” Lucille informed, taking out the alcohol and cotton.
(That is a perfectly acceptable distraction)
"Do you have to?"
“We don’t want it to get infected.” Lucille sighed, pouring some alcohol onto the cotton pad.
"True." Tyson was already wincing.
“It’ll take a minute, I’ll try to be quick.”
(….you're stalling)
(On no Sly’s onto us.)
(lol it's fine
I gtg soon anyway)
(:p
QAQ Nuuu Slyyy.)
The following keyboard controls are supported across Notebook.ai. All keyboard controls are disabled when editing a document or notebook page.