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But still, I'm still alive. And that's a plus. Awww...

I got up from the couch and walked towards the mirror. And going up to him, I saw what was quite expected in this situation.

On my torso, I was wearing a torn black sweatshirt, and under it were fixed slings and bandages. Wounded by a blade and apparently torn even further when Cloud was bandaging me. Apparently, he gave me first aid.

After I finished my inspection, I sat on the couch and tried to take off the remains of my sweatshirt, but I couldn't. She was restrained by bandages from bandages and many of them burned. And yes, it was hard to take it off.

- Hey… to hell. – I said, after which I grabbed one side of the torn sweatshirt and began to pull. Tearing it apart at the same time.

And when I managed to take it off, I put the remains of my favorite sweatshirt on the table. With a half-torn rabbit muzzle. which was immediately separated from my sweatshirt. And right now, I was looking at the tattered and slightly burnt muzzle
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