"Stop it, I am trying to help you" He continued to argue as I squirmed in his arms.
"We don't have time for you to carry me all the way." As the gut wrenching pain shot through my ankle, my vision blurred a bit and my hand shot out to grip his shoulder.
"You can not walk on that ankle so I can carry you princess style or kicking and screaming over my shoulder. Your choice" Asher said putting me down. He gave me a slightly cross look, all the while still supporting me. I sighed and put my arms around his neck as he picked me up.
"It is just a broken ankle, I'm fine" I said quietly as I reluctantly let him carry me. He kissed my forehead and smiled " I know"
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Writing Prompts
RandomMostly just a bunch of writing prompts I love other than a few that I wrote myself after a little bit of inspiration but you will be able to tell those apart from the rest. (I title them a bit different)
