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“Ah, ah. Sit still. I know it hurts, I’m sorry, but I need to stop the bleeding.”
“But you’re hurting me.”
“I know. I’m sorry.”
Maelle swallows. Her lips are bloody. Her face feels too warm. “Did I…look silly?”
Sciel lets out a small laugh. “No.”
“Oh,” she says again, dazed. “I think I fell.”
“You already said that, baby. That’s okay.”
In which Maelle gets her bell RUNG.
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Day 3: Hard Knock Life (alternate prompt) - Severe Concussion
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