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I hissed loudly at the object in my grasp. It was already a hassle trudging my injured foot around, now I had to worry about this one too. My leg was no longer swollen, I think. I wasn't quite sure because my pretty leg had been wrapped in a cast. I wasn't aware of this, if I was I'd have wrapped the cast around the head of whoever's idea that was. It felt itchy and my limb was basically begging for fresh air. On top of that, like I hadn't gone through enough already, I had to walk around with this cane, which was hell bent on exposing me to the whole world tonight. I sighed wistfully, after acknowledging there wasn't much i could do about the cane or my leg either. I had to keep moving, there was no time for excuses.

I know you might be wondering how I'm able to be on my feet, even I wondered that when I first got up. But after some clarification, I was okay again.

The sound of soft running water reached my ears. It was almost barely existent and it came along with some kind of peace