#* codedsarcasm !

                there’s a deep purple and red bruise forming around her left eye, her lip is split and swollen, a stabbing pain on her right side screams for attention, and she swears she hears bone cracking every time she takes a step. with every step of her boots, regan’s body is overcome with pure agony, an intense kind of pain she knows all too well.

                she fumbles in her pocket for a few seconds before letting out a frustrated grunt -- she lost the key to the motel door. regan brings her knuckles to the door, knocking a couple times to let nessa know she’s come back. now imprinted on the door is crimson, making her look to her broken, bloodied, and bruised knuckles. a small smirk pulls at the left side of her face as the door opens. she stumbles in, falling onto the side of the bed, then onto the floor.