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Meanwhile, Cal had tucked himself into a corner of his small room. His body ached inside and out as the toxins in his blood began to dissipate. He snaked his fingers through his hair, trying to focus away the pain from withdrawal.My fault, he kept telling himself. She’s probably dead, and it’s my fault. He thought back to when she first found him in the cell, the way she had buried her face in his neck. His heart ached, wondering if he’d ever see her again. He felt a strong connection to her, and to be separated so violently was torture. He punched the closest wall, the palm of his hand now bloody from his nails digging in. He looked down at himself, his dirty and bloody clothing filled with reminders of his ordeal. He only had his slacks and shirt, not even boots on his feet. His wrists bore red marks from his restraints, and his neck ached from the shock collar.

Poison Control Chapter 5

Been a smidge depressed thanks to the pandemic and other things so have some whump from my fic.

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Meanwhile, Cal had tucked himself into a corner of his small room. His body ached inside and out as the toxins in his blood began to dissipate. He snaked his fingers through his hair, trying to focus away the pain from withdrawal.My fault, he kept telling himself. She’s probably dead, and it’s my fault. He thought back to when she first found him in the cell, the way she had buried her face in his neck. His heart ached, wondering if he’d ever see her again. He felt a strong connection to her, and to be separated so violently was torture. He punched the closest wall, the palm of his hand now bloody from his nails digging in. He looked down at himself, his dirty and bloody clothing filled with reminders of his ordeal. He only had his slacks and shirt, not even boots on his feet. His wrists bore red marks from his restraints, and his neck ached from the shock collar.

Poison Control Chapter 5

Been a smidge depressed thanks to the pandemic and other things so have some whump from my fic.