[ everything at this point is slick and slippery with blood, david's been trying to ignore it and just power through but at this point it's hard to see what he's doing and it's even harder to keep a grip on evan's skin or the needle. ]
Explain that one to me.
[ he raises an eyebrow at evan as he wrings out the rag and brings it to wipe up evan's shoulder, gives the needle a once over too and wipes the blood off his hands, looking at the way the wound in evan's shoulder is torn all the way across and frowning at how little progress he feels like he's made, getting back to it with a sigh. this asshole needs a staple gun. ]
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Explain that one to me.
[ he raises an eyebrow at evan as he wrings out the rag and brings it to wipe up evan's shoulder, gives the needle a once over too and wipes the blood off his hands, looking at the way the wound in evan's shoulder is torn all the way across and frowning at how little progress he feels like he's made, getting back to it with a sigh. this asshole needs a staple gun. ]
How's it my fault exactly?