Rage_the_demon_alchemist

*gets another peice of cloth from her shirt and puts it aroung your hand* flame,little,jein! were are you guys. we need help.

*knock on the door*
Soilders: ma'am please let us in its urgent
Arc: *sweatdrops* w,,why are they..back?

Its ok. *holds your hand and trys to stop it from bleeding* tim, were are rage and evey one else, we need something stronger to cover your hand.

Arc: thanks im fine ^^ did you just call me Little Arc? i dont mind i think its cute *smiles*

Tim! *rips a piece of her shirt and wraps it around your hand* tim why did you do that. Ohh we gotta get help, that wound is really deep.

Tim, please don’t drink again, my dads also drinks, and it does so much damage to his health, I don’t want you to drink again ok tim. Please just don’t do it again.

Arc:your welcome its was pretty *climbs off bed and attempts to walk to Flame only gets 2 steps beofre falling* ow! >

*looks at you with a worried face* Tim, why would you drink that?

wwhat do you have in your pocket tim, tell me. i wont get mad.

Well tim?