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Post by Milo Dakota Lark on May 21, 2013 13:11:57 GMT
"M'not that young," he mumbled.
He looked at the pads and briefly considered being embarrassed at having to wear feminine products, but decided he was too tired. "Still, better not to make a mess," he reasoned.
Milo took the bandages she had set out and started wrapping up his wounded leg with practiced ease. When he was younger, his foster parents or one of the other kids at the homes would bandage him. He didn't really get good at this until he was patching up other boys in his gang.
Snorting a little at a memory, Milo actually smiled. "This one time, this asshole in my old gang, he was messing with this junkie just to be a jerk. Real tough guy, y'know? The junkie stabbed him through his hand and he cried like a little girl. Boss thought it was so funny, he offered the junkie a spot in the gang."
Outfit: Clicky! Tagged: Aaisha! Notes: She is cuteLyrics: Pretty Vacant by Sex PistolsCredit: Chloe!
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