Date: 2020-02-10 01:55 am (UTC)
diamondsfortears: (6)
Daia doesn't need to be told twice - he ducks in, wincing as he steps, and hopes that the door will be shut quickly.

"Uhm…" He tries to catch his breath as he processes thought. "My... My ankle... I tripped."

He glances at the door, eyes darting all around, looking for safety, praying not to be found.

"I... Ice? Please?"

He favours his leg, hovering it above the ground a bit. The pain seems to increase the more he starts to breathe properly.
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