Almond: woah woah woah! *she pushes you back in the bed* you are NOT going anywere! You were shot in the head, so moving too much can end up in your death! Stay there.
Almond: *sigh* listen girl, i could have left you there, bleeding, but i didnt and you are alive all thanks to me. So sit you bitch-ass down and listen to others for once, instead of being a drama queen *she turns around to leave* oh, also, doctors and therapists are a thing.
Almond: *pushes you on the bed again and wraps you up like a burrito* stay. Look, its not MY fault you couldnt fuck "mæ", maybe shes even dead by now, you know?
