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Dear Lia,

I know you were just as surprised as I was and that you let go immediately, but let's go over this again:

Hard, brown stuff = stick.
Pink squishy stuff = my finger.

Yes, red came out, and, while I appreciate the gesture, there's no need to kiss* it better. I know it's weird, but the plaster is supposed to be there, honestly.

Love,
May

*Read persistent doggie slobber-tongue.

(I'm absolutely fine, it's not much more than a scratch and I'm up to date with my tetanus shot.)