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“When’s the last time you changed that damned razor in the drawer?” he asked angrily. “You used my razor?!?” Heather screeched, grabbing the pink disposable from the sink to move around him and throw it in the trash. It was dull, she used it daily, and wanted to get as much mileage as she could to save money. It was her razor though, and he should not have used it without permission. The fact he was using the razor without cream probably explained why he was bleeding. Dumbass man. “I... needed to shave, and don’t have a single thing here from my trailer. What the hell else was I supposed to use?” he asked, opening one angry blue eye to glare at her, before closing it again. He huffed a breath, and a muscle ticked beside his eye. “But even if it wasn’t as dull as a rusty hoe, I wouldn’t be able to shave myself. My fucking right arm is useless.” The tension in the tight corded muscles of his body, the frustration in his voice told her this man was not used to being unable to help himself. He would get better, be able to do things for himself again soon, but that day wasn’t today. And he was paying her to help him. Heather lowered the lid on the toilet, and jerked a towel from the bar to shove it at him. “Put that towel around yourself. Sit down here and let me do it, before you slit your throat.”
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