"This will sting a bit."

Yuri was tending to my bleeding scratches in the goldfish bowl. He opened the bottle of antiseptic and applied it to a swab. The medicinal odor transported me to the sick bay at school, conjuring up memories of playground battle scars, grazed knees and scratched elbows. I remembered the warm, cozy feeling of being taken care of by Matron, bandaged and rewarded for my bravery with a boiled sweet. Then the sting of the antiseptic on my skin brought me back sharply to the present, where the injuries I presented were not so easily remedied. I winced.

"My head feels like she hit me with a fucking hammer."

"It's a nasty bruise. You'll have a lump tomorrow. We'd better keep an eye on it." Yuri shook his head. "I never should have left you alone with her."

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