You scraped your hand very badly, and it was a HUGE cut on your fist. You didn’t like needles. Infact you were terrified of needles. Instead of bandaging the cut, you wrapped it in an old tee for a few months until Stevo finally decided it was time for a doctor. You arrived and Stevo left the room. You sat on the chair while the came in

“Can I take a look at that?”

he waited for your approval, you didn’t answer. You were breathing heavily. He started to unwrap it. Revealing your heavily infected wound.

“What the heck did we do here? I think that wounds the most infected thing I’ve ever seen.”

he chuckled, you started talking about how much you HATE doctors.

“Well, you’re lucky those boys brought you here. Because without me you’d be dead.”

the doctor starts prepping a needle.