"Yeah, it's.. in the ice tray in the freezer. I'll grab some..--"
Smolder began to get up, delicately helping Scourge sit up so his body could adjust a little better. Smolder came back with an icepack, offering it to Scourge.
"Here. An' don't call me no damn 'boy wonder' either. I got a name."
— place making him dissy 𖬺 nauseous.
butterflies.
Easing ... slowly... hiss.
❝ the pains .. no biggie .. you got any ice .. ?? ❞