Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-33528506-20180205221428/@comment-31697215-20180206005937

He opened the door to the bathroom, and rolled up his sleeve. He squirmed at the sight of the bite mark around his arm. It was pretty deep, seeing as Nuggy made an attempt to break his arm. He grabbed a towel and rinsed it with water, carefully placing it on his arm and applying pressure. He flinched as the water hit the stinging bite, but he waited until the towel was blood-soaked and took it off. It had stopped bleeding, thankfully, and he grabbed some bandages from the closet nearby, wrapping his arm in them. He rolled down his sleeve, careful not to make any of his scars be noticeable to others. He walked back to the office and sat down, checking the cameras again, occasionally checking his watch.