Seems like a slight majority for Elasticity then
>>5938384>>5938394>>5938501>>5938754>>5938768>>5938771>This mess is a priority... how much of it you can salvage anyway. Try and clean up what you can of the blood and figure out what needs to be disposed of.It may be that you're overreacting a little, but then you've never drawn blood like this before let alone from a pretty vicious beating. Compared to what you're used to? Yes, you're a little panicked at the sight and the worry about your dad or anyone else finding this mess, and wrack your brain for what to do since you've never dealt with anything like this before.
<span class="mu-b">"First uhh... everything, everything off and in a pile? Oh right, lock the door..."</span>
Maybe going overboard in your concern but you strip everything off and lay it out across a towel on the floor, remember to lock the door to your room and draw the curtains to your window, and pace about your bedroom nervously. Fortunately because of your plain outer clothes, most of the blood was limited to just them on the inside. Some on your bed duvet unfortunately, but it wouldn't hurt to get a new one after years. Piling everything together then, you consider just throwing it all in the trash but soon become paranoid of how that may go. Better to remove any stains... physically you suppose you'll have to, with scissors or something like that. Cut off anything suspicious, then throw it all away, and burn the removed scraps?
The pressing issue though is your bodysuit, which you can't just put through the washing machine nor do you want to discard it so easily. Of course you can just order more and plan to, better fitted to your body proportions. But for now you figure to just hand wash and soak it as best you can in your shower, and see how it turns out. Speaking of shower, after the exertion of that vengeful caper you could do with one, taking the chance to wash both yourself and the bodysuit before spending a time just sitting in the tub under the falling water and thinking about the events earlier. Watching the last traces of blood trickle down the drain.
By the time you eventually drag yourself out and hide away all the to-be-disposed evidence, it's easy to lose track of things and fall asleep after collapsing in bed.
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