Drew is changing into her sleepwear when a knocked was heard from her door.
"Who is it?" Drew asked.
"Chase." He answered.
"Wait a minute." Drew said wearing a creased forehead. She's wearing an oversized shirt because she's comfortable with it. She opened the door halfway.
"Why?" Drew asked.
"I'll change the dressing of your wounds." Chase said.
"I said I can do it myself." Drew said. Chase looked below and saw Drew's legs. He gulped and looked away.
"You sure?" Chase asked.
"Yeah." Drew answered. Chase nodded.
Before Drew could close the door, Chase spoke. "I'm going out tomorrow. I can't join the morning routine. I'll be back later on the afternoon." Chase said continuously.
"Where are you going?" Drew asked.
"I'm getting my ride and my guns." Chase answered.
"Okay.
