Well James It’s nice to meet you. Now I have the bandage wrapped around your thigh and I’m going to pull tight. Are you ready?” I said as I snapped of a twig and gave it to James.
“Bite down on this if you need to.”
James put the twig between his teeth and started to talk. “Tastes like when I make dinner.”
I laughed, “Don’t invite me to dinner then Please.’’
“No promises.”
“Alright, one two three.” I pulled the strip of cloth tight, and he screamed.
“Give me some of your whiskey so I can clean your wound and my dagger.”
“No! That’s my whiskey!” He cried.
“I’m sorry but I need to use it.”
“This can’t possibly get any worse. Fist I get shot, then some lass steals my whiskey.” James complained.
“Well, if I save you now, you’ll have plenty more time to drink whiskey.”
“You’re lucky this isn’t my favorite or I wouldn’t give it to you."
Authors note
Sorry this chapter is shorter! I have work and its hard to do both of these.. Hope you enjoy. If you have e any ideas of what you want to happen next tell me in the comments and I will try to add it in!