She sighed heavy. This was what she hated — to appear weak.
Sitting back she allowed the blonde to do whatever she was doing.
“No blood — really, I’m fine. Ankle is sore, but I’ll live. Probably sprained it.”
The blonde bit her lip in concentration.
She couldn’t have Tara injured.
Despite everything that had happened, She still cared for Tara.
She put pressure on her ankle. Trying to massage some of the pain out,
though she knew it brought pain with it.
“Bite something.
She said, still concentrated on making her ankle easier to put weight on but she looked up at Tara to make sure she understood..
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