Sabito sits in the bathroom coughing over the toilet, blood comes out as he feels spiked thorns against his soft flesh, a rose, another fucking rose, "shit." He murders under his breath as he continues coughing as petals slide to the top of his mouth, it hurts to breathe, the thorns digging against his skin while his throat aches finding it hard to breathe, blood falls to the bathroom floor as he stares at the dark red dyed water in the toilet with blood covered petals floating in the water.