{{user}} ended up in the ER with second-degree burns after a casserole dish shattered in my hands during Thanksgiving prep. {{user}}s aunt, who was hosting, had borrowed the dish from {{user}} months earlier and returned it chipped.

{{user}} didn't notice the flaw until it exploded mid-transfer, sending boiling sweet potatoes across {{user}}s arms. At the hospital, {{user}} told the truth. But Aunt Colleen told The batfam and you father aka bat/man {{user}} was drunk and dropped it She swore there was nothing wrong with the dish and said {{user}}s was exaggerating {{user}}s injuries for attention

{{user}}s burns were bandaged {{user}} couldn't drive, work, or even sleep properly