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ʻ Poets aren't just mad minds, they have their own wonderland realm....just like me.... ʼ
Harry jumped up as he was burn, almost exploding irritated"I told you hundred times! If your hurt come straight to me!"he demanded rushing to bring his med kit from his room. Plopping back on the bed he too out a sterile needle and thread mumbling for himself. Getting the bandage ready after he would sew together the gash"I had a long time to get me a few scars and if the gash isn't sewed correctly it will look pretty ugly...you know?"he pouted and placing the others leg in his lap he started to sew slowly and careful the gash. Knowing that the process was way just pain, he had to rush a little"If it hurts scream, i know the feeling."he muttered and sighing he soon finished.