Apr 7, 2021
“come here, you’re bleeding." - babs
“Ow, ow, ow...” He whimpered before Babs called him over. He was holding his injured hand with the other. Scared that if he pulled away from the cut- all of his blood would start pouring out of him uncontrollably until there was nothing left in him but dry bones and skin stuck to them. “It stings.” He complained to her before slowly and carefully letting go of it to show her. He’d been cutting up some vegetables for her when he caught his own skin with the knife. It was a rather small cut but he was still complaining none the less. “Is my finger gone? I can’t look.” His finger was still attached- it was just a small cut after all.
