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minor injury

You or your meme partner has been hurt, but don't worry! This time around it's not that bad. You can still limp your way out of this mess.
INJURIES.
1. Sprain/strain. How did you screw up walking?
2. Broken bones. Simple fractures still hurt.
3. Cuts. Hopefully one of you has a sewing kit.
4. Burns. Location, location, location. Let's pray this one isn't on your ass.
5. Concussion. No, they're most likely not holding up fifteen fingers.
6. Other. I'm not a doctor.
HOW'D IT HAPPEN.
1. Stupidity. You did this to yourself.
2. Accident. Is an unintentional attack still an attack?
3. Attack. Don't lie, you deserved it.
4. Other. It's probably still your own fault.
WHERE'D IT HAPPEN.
1. Home. Did you remember to invest in a first aid kit?
2. School/Work. This should be excellent for getting you out of doing stuff!
3. Outdoors. Predators like the smell of blood. Clean up asap.
4. In the water. Hopefully there aren't any sharks!
5. Other. Like a hospital. That'd be handy.
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She cut out after that, because the house here is only a ten-minute walk and it's a lot more comfortable to clean up there than in the girl's bathroom with people looking at her. But just to add to the pile of shit today's been already, she gets near, only to catch the sight of her dad's truck still in the garage.
Like hell is she dealing with Big Bud and his questions right now. She tucks her hands into her pockets and hunches her shoulder, walking faster down the street as she tries to consider her options, turning at the corner just in case her luck gets even worse and her dad pops his head out and spots her--
Only to almost literally run into a guy, because it's just not her fucking day. ]
Watch-- [ She's snapping, immediately defensive, but she breaks off as she actually looks up and recognizes the face in front of her. Life's more pleasant when they don't piss off the neighbors too fast. Especially the ones that haven't been staring them down with distaste in the few interactions they've had so far. ]
... Sorry. Startled me. [ It's still kind of sullen and defensive, but she pairs it with a brief flash of a smile (and ow, god, her face hurts -- hopefully it isn't as bruised as it feels) and hopes it's enough that she can get by without comment. ]