Might Want A Bandage
Wiglaf needs to stop rewriting the plot. *smacks him upside the head* Anyway; Azrael needs a hug. Someone needs to give him one. Do so. *points at him*
And yes; he’s having a bit of a freak out. I like to think there’s a difference between getting slowly beaten down over a long period of time and having all of your ribs crushed and split out of your skin in a second. But that’s just me.
“When you came in the air went out.
And every shadow filled up with doubt.
I don’t know who you think you are,
But before the night is through,
I wanna do bad things with you.”
“Bad Things” by Jace Everett