OOM: post-Ruin
[...following this...]
Ramon's in his room, trying to staunch the bleeding. It doesn't help that he can't see to get all the porcelain out because blood keeps getting in the way and there are two cuts too deep to just stop on their own, not if he has to keep poking at them with tweezers to get the bits out. Running the whole mess under the tap isn't helping.
What really pisses him off is that Mary Anne hasn't given the valium back that she stole the other day. He could do with it. He's trying to make do with Scotch but this fucking hurts now and attempting to fix it on his own just isn't cutting it.
He doesn't know any doctors, he hasn't seen Nita in years and he can't get one of his fingers to move properly. Only one thing for it.
He wraps the hand up in a towel and goes to the dresser to retrieve some cash. When in need, offer to pay. There has to be a doctor somewhere in the bar that could use the money.