@alwaysanangcl asked: ➔ you told me it was a scratch , this is not a fucking scratch! - santos
Santos looked down at her side, watching as the blood soaked through her scrubs. A hand moving to hold onto the wound, trying to apply as much pressure as she could. Trinity tried to be the hero, tried to stop a crazy patient from attacking one of the nurses, and instead he attacked her. One of the other doctors were able to quickly get him under control after that, but she had already been hurt. Slipping out in the commotion, trying to fly under the radar. She didn't need everyone to make a fuss of things. Of her..
"It's just a scratch.. I'm fine." She seethed through her teeth. Fingers twitching, digging into her side a little. "Just leave it. -- Seriously, drop it. I'm fine, my shift is almost over, and i can go home and put a bandaid on it." She didn't want anyone thinking she was weak. Or worrying about her. Even if they had every right to do so.
"There are real patients that need my help."
