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All the words around Anastasiya floated in the air, the pain in her head making it feel like everything spoken had an echo. [color=00746b]“I’m fine, I’m alright, it’s just my head,”[/color] Ana whispers, her voice a bit strained. Something was wrong. Really wrong, and it wasn’t just her head. Her veins, she seemed to become hyper aware that they were there. 
It was disgusting, it felt wrong, the blood running up and down, her heart pumping the liquid in and out. “[color=00746b]I’m Anastasiya, you’re Aksel right? Thank you…for getting me out of there. [/color]” Ana mumbles, moving to sit up better, the pulling in her veins only growing, screaming an her to stop, each movement, every touch amplified. 

[color=00746b]“And no ambulance, please,”[/color] she says seriously,[color=00746b] “Really it was just a hit,”[/color] Ana states, her veins and head burning now as she exhaled shakily, swallowing harsh and trying to push the uncomfortable feeling down