Ray could hardly sit still. It just hurt so bad. “I’m sorry, I just. Damn, that hurts!” he exclaimed when he tried to pull away. “You think? I mean, I am accident prone, but that’s not why we became friends, Max.” Ray took a deep breath and closed his eyes, preparing himself both mentally and physically. “No, just do it.”
“I bet it does, Ray.” Max smiled softly at him, loosening his grasp on his wrist to help him relax. “I’m glad to have you as a friend. Accident prone or not.” He laughed softly, licking his own lips a bit. Max nods and moved his hand to grab Ray’s finger.
He dropped his eyes away from Ray’s face and grabbed the joint, using his other hand to guide the joint back into place, grunting softly when it pops back into place. Max slowly lets go, waiting to see if it would pop back out. Satisfied with his work, he grabbed medical tape and tape the previous dislocated finger to the finger next to it.
“There we go.” He grabbed an ice pack and placed it on Ray’s finger. “All done, big guy.”
Ray’s body flinches in pain as his finger is set. He opens one eye, then the other, and looks at his taped fingers. “Thanks. I know I come to you far often than the others, and you’d think I’d have learned my lesson by now, but I guess not,” he mused, looking back up to Max when the cold ice pack hit his fingers. “I’m mostly glad you’re still my friend after the number of times I’ve visited you to avoid the ER.”
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