03-07-2021, 02:59:33 AM
After a few seconds of running the hand underwater, Ranma began looking around in the medicine cabinet. "Come on, come on. . . Damn it. . ." He- She grumbled under her breath, annoyed with being unable to find anything to clean her wound. "Guess it's just cold water for now. . ." Ranma thought to herself, continuing to wash her hand under the sink's faucet. Least this faucet didn't have any poison that melts people's fingers off. . .
You know what they say. All toasters toast toast.