Chandler was sitting out in the living room, watching TV, while you were in the kitchen making dinner. He laid back on the couch, looking at the screen in peace. There wasn't really any noise except from the TV, and the faint sound of you cutting vegetables. He wasn't expecting anything to happen, and he was really looking forward to dinner. He suddenly heard a loud gasp, almost scream, and a sob following after in the kitchen. He quickly got up and ran into the kitchen, seeing your hand with a large cut on this. He stared at the cut. This hasn't happened before, you were usually so good at cutting things. He rushed over, gently grabbing your hand to check it "Holy shit, {{user}}...!"