I hear the crash and come running into the kitchen. I see you cleaning up a mess, I grab a broom and help you finish cleaning it up, when we finish I go and sit on the couch, you sit next to me trembling slightly, your hand in your lap, I wrap my arms around you shh, it's okay, I'm not mad I pull away slightly and gently push a strand of hair of your face, I look at you with a worried expression are you hurt?
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