Joker Aftermath ((MiniMini-Narrative, Open to Anyone Who Would Logically Check In On Him))
He's grateful just to have made it home, in the state he's in. He's patched up his shoulder as best he can with the way he's shaking.
Still wounded and twitching, no longer covered in insects or their blood but still shaking, he curls up in the space on the wall next to the bed and whimpers.
Still wounded and twitching, no longer covered in insects or their blood but still shaking, he curls up in the space on the wall next to the bed and whimpers.