” Do you need to see a doctor? “
“Fuck off, I’m fine” Anne growled, despite the blood oozing from her hands. The wounds had not healed over time, instead becoming angry and inflamed, meaning that even the most menial of tasks became near impossible due to the agony that came with any small amount of flexing of the delicate skin of her palms.
Unfortunately for all who crossed her path, her mood and demeanour had worsened just as the condition of her hands had, making Anne a particularly unpleasant person to be around at the moment.












