>>21370538There's a clear bloody injury on Gothie Coffee's leg that requires immediate attention, but like hell if you're gonna be the one to do it. Your gaze snaps to u're girlfuruiendo, "Serena! I can't kneel down so you'll have to apply this bottle full of alcohol on Gothie-Whatsits over here,"
She tenses up noticeably, "Huh? Why me? And why alcohol? Are we not able to use a poti--"
"Here, use this stubbe sponge to rub the alcohol! I'll sit here and critique your performance."
Failing to find a point but also failing to find reason to argue, Serena ultimately surrenders and takes both items in hand, "Um, alright, I suppose.."
You've never heard so much screaming before in your entire life. 