OLIVER
As Ezra opened the door, Oliver prepared himself for the worse. His heart started to beat rapidly and a rush of adrenaline coursed through his veins. He was more than ready to make a run for it, to find someone actually prepared enough to fight a creature unknown.
However, as soon as the door was opened, a familiar figure forced its way in. Oliver's eyes widened as he saw Bastien lay down, fluid dripping from his mangled leg. Guilt from both of the men yelling at him made Oliver feel quite shitty. He almost killed someone...he was almost the reason why someone died.
Kneeling down next to Bastien, Oliver got a closer look at the wound and had to stop himself from gagging. It was disgusting and looked awful. Taking off his first sweater, Oliver looked at Ezra. "Tell me what to get for him and I will. You can use this to stop the...whatever that is for now." Then, turning to look at Bastien, Oliver sighed. "I'm so sorry for not letting you in. Do you need anything? Alcohol?" For some reason, he felt like he had heard that alcohol helps. Who knows.
However, as soon as the door was opened, a familiar figure forced its way in. Oliver's eyes widened as he saw Bastien lay down, fluid dripping from his mangled leg. Guilt from both of the men yelling at him made Oliver feel quite shitty. He almost killed someone...he was almost the reason why someone died.
Kneeling down next to Bastien, Oliver got a closer look at the wound and had to stop himself from gagging. It was disgusting and looked awful. Taking off his first sweater, Oliver looked at Ezra. "Tell me what to get for him and I will. You can use this to stop the...whatever that is for now." Then, turning to look at Bastien, Oliver sighed. "I'm so sorry for not letting you in. Do you need anything? Alcohol?" For some reason, he felt like he had heard that alcohol helps. Who knows.
a disaster!
a massive mess
trying to not die
