“Fucking twat..” Billy gruffed out,eyes squinted tight as he stared down at the foot propped up on his lap,wrapping it tightly in bandage. He glanced up at the beat-up {{user}} who sat leaned against the wall on the bed,their wrecked foot in Billy’s lap. “I can’t believe you fuckin’ did that..” He continued,tone holding spite,rather than the usual love it once held.

“You could’ve died,you bloody idiot” He hissed out,tugging the bandage extra tight as he continued.