i tjink thaere’s still a nial in my headd
Damn… should I get the pliers, Max? Will.. will it hurt?
*he rubs the area he was hit, whincing slightly* will it hurt? probably..
Oh… um, okay. I… I’ll get my tools. And a water bottle – it should get cleaned up some too. Just.. just hang on.
*he nods and sits on the ground, still pretty out of of it*
*comes back* Okay… Okay, okay, let’s see what I’m working with here. Where… where is it, Max? Max? You with me, buddy?
*he groans slightly, tightly shutting his eyes* it’s fucking… *points to the side of his head* right here…
Okay… um… okay. Can you.. hold your hair out of the way?
*he nods and pulls his hair out of the way so Carlos could see the nail*
*he mails a gross noise. God, that… that is really in there. He takes a deep breath* Okay… gonna get some water on that first. *he opens the bottle and as gently as he can pours a small stream over the wound, trying to wash away blood so he can see it a little better*
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