Better lock your pockets... (Mature for laungage)

[Darcy]

7 glanced at her, "Or, i guess i could stay hear...I just, would feel more comfortable going home..."

[Poison Ivy]

Sterling shrugged. "It would be best if you didn't move around to much or that wound could bleed worse than before..." she said.

[Darcy]

7 sighed, "Fine i guess i will stay hear..."

[Poison Ivy]

Sterling smiled. "Upstairs, first room on the left is the guest room..." she said.

[Darcy]

7 stood up, "Ok, thank you." She Slowly walked up the stairs and into the first room on the left.

[Poison Ivy]

Sterling followed her. "Anything I can get you to eat or drink?" she asked.

[Darcy]

7 shook her head "No thank you" She said quietly.

[Poison Ivy]

"Alright..." Sterling said.

[Darcy]

7 walked over to the bed, and sat down

[Poison Ivy]

Sterling went to her room.

[Darcy]

7 sighed, she thought about going home but she knew it would probably just end up in more blood. She stared at the celing.

[Poison Ivy]

Sterling changed into her pajamas and laid on her bed.

[Darcy]

7 sighed, she looked at her blood stained shirt. She bit her lip. It was not the first time she had been shot. But the first time their. She paced a hand on her rib cage, rand ushed down, Her ribs where not broken, and that was good.it would still take alot of time to heal.

[Poison Ivy]

Kevin got up and walked out of his room and to the kitchen.

[Darcy]

7 herd him, She sighedm Layed down, and closed her eyes.