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Olive Penderghast (gnomedownthere) wrote in makebelievelog,

“Still a good thing to see if you’re okay. Head injuries can sneak up on you.”

She looked at her arms. There were some scraps to be sure, but none were deep. Which was a fucking relief. She was sure she had some scraps on other areas but nothing spurting necessary to life body fluids like a faucet. Most of her injuries were probably bruises, like where her seat belt had pressed against her. She would survive.

“So much for that shirt,” she noted when Galen used the hem to wipe at his nose. “That doesn’t look any better.” And she couldn’t help but laugh more.

“You know, this was a first for me. Never crashed anything in my life. You know, my parents didn’t want me having a car of my own back home. I might have to concede the merit in their argument just a little bit now- Oh, I think the officer is coming over. Tips, answer all questions with a tone of contrition. And when he asks how fast we were going say you can’t remember, just that the roads were slick.”