43| H E L L O A G A I N
" NO, WAIT! It's me, Zen. It's me!", Jeremiah holds his hand up in surrender, his face twisted in pain while he hold his arm with his other hand.
Zenja breathes out in relief and quickly approached him. " s**t, did I get you? I'm so sorry, I didn't—"
Jer shakes his head and sends her a small smile. " You didn't shoot me, those assholes did. You almost shot my balls though.", he jokes.
Zenja chuckles at him and looked at the wound on his arm. " Let me see..."
Jer winces as he removed his hand from the wound and Zenja watches with a frown as blood oozed out of the wound and into the snowy ground beneath her. She then rips a small piece of her shirt before wrapping it around his arm.
" That should stop the bleeding until we find you real help.", she states as s
