[center][h1][color=7ea7d8]Lydia Weaver[/color][/h1]
[hr]Location: Clinic
Interacting With: James Tanner[@Peridot][/center][hr]

She looked away as the doctor dabbed the peroxide on her leg. Lydia had to stop herself from screaming out, and it reminded her why she usually didn't care much for clinics. They could hurt like crazy depending on the injury. She kept her eyes from looking at the cut as he stitched it up, since looking at it generally made it hurt worse. Lydia let out a sigh of relief when he had finally placed the bandage on her leg, now she could go and see what that letter was all about.

[color=7ea7d8]"Thank you,"[/color] she said as she walked out the door. Her leg was still a little sore, but at least now it wasn't bleeding all over the place. She passed the woman as she exited the clinic, and looked over and saw James with his dog and the kitten. Lydia realized that if she was going to be carrying it around, she might as well name it. She had no idea what to call it though, she would have to come up with something later. [color=7ea7d8]"Ready ta get goin'?"[/color] she asked him.