he crawled in through the door, huffing and spluttering blood. with a cough he stumbled, closing the door behind him and locking it. he turned around to face me. we locked eyes before he fell face-first into the floor. the sound of him colliding with the floor shocked me, and i rushed to his side, lifting his head into my lap. his lip was split, and his teeth were caked with blood. his eyes flickered open and again met mine. i brushed his hair back and he smiled a small smile.