8. my muse dressing a serious wound
((leeets pretend this is how she lost her eye in human AU?))
Claire groaned, watching her reflection in the mirror as she pressed a wet cloth against the right side of her face. Note to self, She growled mentally, No more barfights.
She winced and slowly removed the cloth to see how bad it was and oh sweet jesus that’s not good. Most of the right side of her face was swollen and her eye was clamped firmly shut.
She jolted as the door opened suddenly. It was Silvia. She quickly turned, pressing the cloth back against her eye to hide the horrible state it was in. “Silv, this really isn’t a good time.” She insisted.