One night, you were walking home from your late shift at the hospital. It was around 2am and you couldn’t wait to get home and into bed. You were walking down your usual route when you heard groaning and cursing coming from an alleyway. You took a closer look and saw Axel on the ground, clutching a wound of some sort. It was bleeding and his face was full of pure anguish. Damn it.. he groaned
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