Lost Creek Hollow Changes

hurt myself? are you outta your fuckin' mind?
now there was true rage, true defensive anger that barrelled from wren's core. i had an accident. i slipped and fell several months ago, since you're so concerned. and either way, even if i did fall off my rocker, let me reiterate that you don't even know me. you don't get to judge me based on how i look, alright?
her lips twist into a scowl; her eyes burn. i'm not a danger to myself, or you, or anyone else. capiche? that satisfy you?