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orangehoodie) wrote2014-02-11 07:29 pm
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[Nadia doesn't respond. She's clutching an arm and sagged against a wall, just a few allies off of 4th street. Red soaks her dress, one of her thicker tennis dresses, and she is just focusing on breathing. Her legs are shaking too badly to move, and her phone's been crushed a few feet away. Strangely enough, her purse is untouched beside her.] |
[Nadia nods! She's lucid, thankfully. She smiles at him, but it's shaking and weak and scared. Her hand clutching her arm is covered in blood.] You came. [She rests her body against him, head on his shoulder.] I... [Her voice is faint and it sounds like she's going to cry, but she's so happy he came it still feeds into it.] I think... I'll be all right. I can't call the hospital. I-- It doesn't hurt badly even, but I-- [She's pale and there is quite a bit of blood on her dress.] This isn't how I wanted to welcome you home. |
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