[center][img]https://image.ibb.co/nhDG3y/name.png[/img][/center][hr][right][color=aaaaaa][i][b]Friday, 25th September, 1998[/b][/i][/color]
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[color=cccccc]Connor stood still in shock as Ana wrapped her arms around his neck. It took him a moment but eventually he put his arm around her, pulling her body close to his. The pair didn't say a word for the entire embrace but words weren't really needed, they were both happy to just be alive. Her face said as much as she moved away and gave Connor a smile.

Soon enough Ana reminded Connor that half his faced was caked in blood from their recent accident, he could be forgiven for forgetting given the circumstances. She suggested she clean his face, it was the only option that made any sense. While he could no longer feel the blood running down his face there was always the chance that the cut could need the touch of a doctor to sort out. Moving over to the bed Connor crouched down and began to push it towards the door.

[color=6ecff6]"If you're not going to sleep on this then we may as well make use of it somehow,"[/color] Connor said with a smile on his face. As the bed approached the door he began to lift it, using his legs to power through the lift. With the bed upright he carefully let it lean forward until it came to rest on the door. [color=6ecff6]"It won't hurt having it there."[/color] Looking around as he spoke Connor spent the next few minutes moving what he could to reinforce the door. A cupboard, a couple of bedside tables and even the table the TV was rested on were moved to block the entrance. Rubbing his hands with satisfaction Connor turned to Ana, [color=6ecff6]"I think that'll hold if anything comes looking for us, not that anyone knows we're here."[/color] 

Connor removed his jacket, carelessly lobbing it into the corner of the room. He approached the door to the bathroom turning back to Ana. [color=6ecff6]"Do you think you could take a look at the cut now please?"[/color]
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