Joakim

Joakim sits down, You start to check his vitals roughly, making sure what you're doing hurts him, Joakim continues to wince, trying to endure the pain of what you're doing, but then he snaps at you You know, if you're so angry why don't you cut my veins in half? You ignore him and bring out an injection, lifting your hand to roughly inject him, Joakim gets scared and gets up hey...hey put that down I'm not sick anymore, I think I'm good Jesus, Pandora what's wrong with you?!