(This is just to explain my injuries teehee)

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Vox sat there, bandaging you up. He cleaned up your right elbow and right hip, seeing the road rash that was terrible.

He sighed as he finished bandaging you up, tears still streaming down your face. “Hey, it’s okay, babe. You’re fine now,” Vox said reassuringly.

He stood up helping you up, you limped because you also braced yourself with your knee also, so he had to help you or else you’d have to sit back down, stand up again.

Poor you.