09-11-2022, 07:11 PM
(This post was last modified: 09-11-2022, 07:11 PM by Robert Carrington.)
Robert cursed. "Could have taken me to a doctor." He had to see a doctor. Right now. Perhaps his face could be saved. Robert got up, still holding the handkerchief against his nose, and he made his way out, only for dizziness to overcome him, and he fell out of the carriage.