by Alielimo » Thu Nov 27, 2014 11:00 am
Patrick O'Neil
I staggered back away from the creep and fell down again. I was finding it hard to stand. My sense of balance was seriously off. I felt like I was going to die. I heard the annoying high pitch voice I hated so much and flinched. "Patrick, are you okay? You don't look so good!" She squeaked. "How did you escape those ropes Mikasa tied you up with?" I growled at her, my voice wobbling and cracking in places. For once she looked seriously concerned, "Let me change your bandages." She exclaimed as she saw the bloodied mess. "I'm fine. I don't need you to change them." I growled at her. "Nonsense! Your wounds will get infected! Does that girlfriend of yours not care at all?" She cried. My face turned red, "Sh-she's not... I'd like her to be but I don't think she'd want to date someone... Like me.".
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