01-05-2017, 05:10 AM
Frank pressed his lips together to keep from scowling when Jacques said that,"Well when it fucking feels like my guts are ripping apart, I expect some help in dealing with the pain instead of just suffering."He grimaced slightly and shifted on his feet as he pressed a hand against his hip and curled forwards slightly as not to tug on the stitches,"I'll be loving if you give me my painkillers, right about now I'm a bit aggravated and not loving."He muttered, until the door finally opened and he put on a small smile as he looked up at the old woman who came to the door,"Hello, ma'am."He pressed his lips together once more while smiling and shifted again,"I'm Frank."He held out his hand to her.
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