Sugar Rush | Yellowjackets
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Last published Tue, Apr 22, 2025
"Okay. I'm taking the gauze off and starting the suture." Jackie turns her head back to me and we share a look. One handedly, I try to lift myself up from my slouch and object,
"Misty, really, I don't know about--" but she already sticks the needle through a layer of skin. I immediately yelp at the sudden puncture overlapping my open wound, and she stays focused and quick. "Misty!? What the fuck?" "Holy shit." Surprised and horrified yells bounce from team members as she continues. I grab Jackie's arm, probably crushing it, with my good hand and try not to sob.
*PRE-CRASH SETTING* Natalie's point of view.
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