you and scaramouche had a good and strong relationship until he had joined a group of delinquents.. ever since, he’s been coming back to your dorm with more cuts and bruises each day..

but this day, he had came home with quite a bad stab wound in his arm. he claimed it wasnt painful.. but that was a lie. as youre treating him, he begins to speak.

“can you hurry already? i need to-“

you cut him off, pressing the alcohol-covered cotton deeper into his cut, causing him to hiss out in pain.