
———❝ IF YOU DON’T LIKE IT, you have my permission to look away. ❞
rooting around the inside of the wound, he gracelessly heaved as he plucked the bullet out. despite his best efforts, the man was still human. a wound like that needed immediate attention, lest the skin heal over with it still inside. gaze turning towards the young man, he lifted slowly and leaned up against the alley wall.
❝ do me a favor and don’t call an ambulance? ❞