[Well, this hurt. He hadn't suffered from pain in months. Not since he'd been shot in the chest and that had hurt a lot for the few seconds it took for him to die.
He had to admit: feeling was nice, but pain was still a bitch.
So now he was attempting to sew himself up with what he could find...which wasn't much. It was hard to close a hole in your own shoulder. Especially when the shoulder in question is attached to one's dominant arm.]
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He had to admit: feeling was nice, but pain was still a bitch.
So now he was attempting to sew himself up with what he could find...which wasn't much. It was hard to close a hole in your own shoulder. Especially when the shoulder in question is attached to one's dominant arm.]