[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=D4ADD5]Priya Khurana[/color][/i][/b][/h1]
[img]https://media.giphy.com/media/liLU3XDvjxfOw/source.gif[/img][hr][b] [color=D4ADD5]Location:[/color][/b] Ramada Inn
[b][color=D4ADD5]Skills:[/color][/b]N/A[hr][hr][/center]

Priya cursed herself for being so distracted as she was led into the room. She didn't even get a chance to look around (which may have been a blessing considering the shape of the room itself). She sat on the bed as Riley fussed over her, handing her tissues. She delicately wiped the blood that had already poured out of her nose and used the rest to hold under her nose. She hated being doted on, but she was thankful Riley was there in that instance.

[color=D4ADD5]"No hospitals!"[/color] She wasn't scared of hospitals or anything. She didn't like them but what normal, sane person didn't? She didn't want to be holed up in a hospital, missing out on leads or work. [color=D4ADD5]"Just going to hold out until the bleeding stops. Will probably have a nice bruise too, but I should be fine."[/color] If worse came to worse, she would bite the bullet and get it checked out, but she didn't want to step away. Not for a second.