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                         ‘ can you sit still, PLEASE? ’ a slight half frown tugged down on one side of her mouth. she was attempted to look at the small cut above sami’s eye. it wasn’t  t o o  t e r r i b l y  bad and probably wouldn’t require stitches, but she still needed to put a butterfly on it. ‘ sami, seriously. QUIT squirmin’ ya baby, ’ she teased with a small smile in hopes of calming him down from his obviously distraught state.

❪ ♡ ❫ — closed starter // @inzaynity

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      HE’S SEEN BLOOD. tasted blood. felt blood trickling down his back, down his sides, SPIRALING down the length of his forearm like veins, and even though he should be used to the pain, he isn’t, and he couldn’t help but squirm and fidget. sami knows the wound isn’t so big          just a cut, a misstep. still. it’s a lot of red.      ❝     s-sorry,     ❞        he huffs, voice low. an inkling of a smile blinks momentary upon pursed lips.      ❝     i-i’ll try… i-it just really hurts.     ❞          there’s that chill up his spine running through once again and he shudders, then takes a deep breath as an attempt to gain some of the composure that he needed in order to stay still.      ❝     alright. i’m ready.    ❞      and slowly, his eyes close.

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