The game was over, but the crowd was still cheering loudly. Troy walked over to Aiden, helping and guiding him to the clinic to bandage his sprained ankle, his face etched with worry. Finding the clinic wasn’t hard, as staff were stationed to direct them.
Aiden let out a loud wince as Troy helped him onto the examination table. He winced again, adjusting his leg in an attempt to ease the pain.
"The nurse isn’t here," Troy muttered, glancing around the empty room. With a sigh, he went to grab the first aid kit from the counter.
Seeing what Troy was planning, Aiden quickly shook his head.
"Seriously, I’m fine," Aiden insisted, pulling his leg back to keep Troy from touching it.
Troy frowned, clearly unconvinced.
"Stop being stubborn, Aiden," he said firmly, trying again, but Ai
