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Originally Posted by
Cassandra 
Taylor bounced up the stairs and threw on a sweater and a long sleeve shirt since she froze her butt off going outside in a tanktop. She came back down and plopped down next to Lily. Tay glanced and saw that her friend's wrist was very swollen. A frown instantly came to her face, "Shall we take you to the healer's?" Taylor gestured to Lily's wrist.
Lily was somewhat paranoid about sitting out in the open in the common room. She was fiddling with her wrist brace, trying to not think of the pain. But soon Tay was coming down the stairs so the redhead could think of other things.... NOT. Her friend must have noticed the brace, or the swelling. Either way, Lily didn't exactly like what came next.
"No... not the healer... anyone but the healer. Please..." The redhead pleaded with Taylor. She would even be more willing to see the person who she had been avoiding if it meant that she wouldn't have to see the healer. Instinctively, the claw's hand was drawn to her injured wrist. Why did her wrist not want to heal on it's own like last year??