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She was almost at the entrance of the next corridor when Schuey's voice came up behind her. "Oi. Walters." Tonya stopped. She closed her eyes briefly before turning around. "What?" She was ready to tell him off again, but the words died in her throat when she saw his expression. He wasn't laughing. He wasn't smirking. He wasn't even particularly annoyed anymore. He looked uncomfortable, his eyes fixed somewhere around the floor as he pointed vaguely towards her legs. "You're bleeding." Tonya's stomach dropped. "What?" "Through your, uh..." His gaze flickered towards her legs before immediately moving away again. "Your tights." She looked down. Sure enough, there was a dark red streak running from beneath the edge of her uniform skirt, down the flesh-coloured tights on her leg and towards her brand-new black Mary Janes. The ones her mum had saved up for. For a moment, Tonya simply stared. Then she tipped her head back towards the ceiling. "Fucking hell." - or tonya is still getting used to her new diagnosis, and has an accident. schuey and agnes help her out.

Fics like is it too much to ask? (is it too much to ask?)

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