Rumor Gal Cabin; Alcove A4; Friday Afternoon

[rocksthescarf]

Chuck hated the clinic but even he had to admit that it had been a while since he gotten the shit beaten out of him to this extent. He probably needed someone to look at him and, well, who better than his bitch?

So he found himself laying on Sam's bed, dabbing blood off his face with one of the shirts he didn't really care about anyway, and waiting for Sam to get back from class.

[For he whose bed this is...annnnnnnd then for someone else after Chuck goes back to his own alcove :) ]