“I’m so sorry,” Marilyn scurried to pick up all the papers that were scattered on the ground. “I was working on cleaning, but it seems I made more of a mess than actually cleaning anything up,” she blushed lightly and glanced at the man near her.
He put as much pressure on it as he could
Marilyn blushed at his earnest attempt to stop her from bleeding. “Marshall you’re really sweet,” she smiled and laughed a bit at the situation.