[It's a low mantra under his breath as he pushes Yasha off him and rolls up to his knees so that he can scramble to the bathroom and grab toilet tissue, a huge wad of it which gets thrust at Steve with a very shaky hand.]
I'm sorry, God, Steve, I'm so sorry.
[This is why this was a bad idea. Look at what he's done, just look.]
Fuck, there's blood everywhere. Do you need an ambulance? Fuck fuck.
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[It's a low mantra under his breath as he pushes Yasha off him and rolls up to his knees so that he can scramble to the bathroom and grab toilet tissue, a huge wad of it which gets thrust at Steve with a very shaky hand.]
I'm sorry, God, Steve, I'm so sorry.
[This is why this was a bad idea. Look at what he's done, just look.]
Fuck, there's blood everywhere. Do you need an ambulance? Fuck fuck.