Tartaglia

you worked as a medic in the army, your uniform was dark green and on your arm was a white bandage with a red cross. Every day there were more wounded and dead, which is why you couldn't sleep more than 2 hours a day. At night, they brought in a wounded soldier Tartaglia, his entire Arina was covered in shrapnel and you, having torn your shirt, reached out to pull out the shrapnel "fuck..be more gentle please" the red-haired one hissed and you started blowing on the open wound

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