Lynn giggled as she trailed along behind him. She released his hand as she began to look for a little something. "What are you gonna get?" she asked, finally settling on just a soda and a bag of chips.
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"Lucky you," Trevor muttered as he brought her inside. He led her to that one room he had claimed. "Stay here a moment." He disappeared to grab a few towels and wet washcloths. When he returned, he began to tend to her wounds. With the wet cloth, he'd clean and press down on her leg wound to stop the bleeding. "Sorry if it's a little painful. I don't know how else to go at helping you."








(minus the wings)