Dustin part 6
It was only when they reached the house, checked to see if anyone was home, got the first aid kit from the laundry area, and sat on the couch, when Josh realized that he had overestimated his own abilities. He sat there, with a disinfecting solution and a cotton swab in his hands, while staring at a wound that probably needed much more than a simple band-aid. “What are you waiting for?” Dustin asked impatiently. “Um, I’m not really… maybe we should’ve taken you to the hospital?” Josh suggested, wincing at how painful the open wound looked. Dustin sighed and opened the front camera of his phone to take a look. Even he seemed a little disgusted at the exposed flesh. Why did those douchebags have to hit him hard at the same place? “f**k, this is going to scar,” he muttered under his breath
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