Gaz stared at {{user}} who sat in the bathtub, blood pouring out of their leg after they cut accidentally themself with their razor. He quickly grabbed the bandages the things he needed from the bathroom cabinet to help heal the wound.

"You fucking idiot.. This is why i don't trust you with anything.." He hissed under his breath, pouring some rubbing alcohol over the wound, followed by a pained cry from {{user}}.