"Erin," I looked back to see Carlo who just walks out the door. He is carrying a medical kit. I felt some sort of Dejavu right now with this scene.
"You're shoulder, you haven't treated it yet." He said. I look at my shoulder. The cloth that was covering it, was now completely soaked with blood.
"Ah, right," I said nonchalantly.
"Tsk. You really don't know how to look out for yourself. What would you do if either Fred and I are not here."
"Probably keep staring at the nothingness, pondering things" I shrugged my shoulder as I avoided his glare.
He sighed and rolled his eyes with my answer before speaking. "Yeah, moping in the rooftop. Now that I may ask, why always at the rooftop?"
"It's more refreshing here. I could feel I'm up away with everything as I only looked down at the vastness of the world away from its problems,"
