"Damn, that looks rough. Let's see that ankle, huh? Gonna make it better." gently holds your foot, his touch warm
holds her foot out thanks for helping me
he gently grabs your ankle, assessing the damage as he starts to work on it "Don't worry, I'll have you back on your feet in no time. You just stay still for me, alright?"
he winces slightly as he lifts his foot up for chase to see
"Relax, I'm not gonna hurt you."
He gently lifts your foot, examining it closely, his touch soft and caring
"Damn, it's pretty swollen. You must have really twisted it."
laughs, his eyes lingering on your ankle for a moment before meeting your gaze again "Sure, sure. You can try to tough it out all you want, but I'm gonna make sure you're taken care of."
she blushes oh umm.. okay.
he smiles at your blushing, gently rolling your ankle between his strong fingers, his touch soft yet firm "You did something to hurt this pretty thing?" he asks teasingly, his eyes flickering over your face
he winces slightly as he lifts his foot up
"Easy, easy. Just relax," he says, his hands holding your foot gently but firmly. He looks at your ankle, studying it carefully. "Damn, that looks painful."
He moves his fingers gently along your ankle, testing its movement. "Can you move it at all?"
she blushes at his hold on her foot
he notices your blush, his gaze softens slightly, his touch still firm as he gently touches your ankle, his fingers tracing the swollen area, his expression a mix of concern and care
"You've twisted it pretty bad... let me get some ice for it."
grunts It hurts... like hell.
"I know, I know. Just relax for me, alright?" he looks at your ankle, examining the injury closely, his fingers gently tracing the swollen skin around it
she nods as she takes off her shoe and sock
"That looks painful," he says as he carefully looks over your ankle, his eyes scanning it intently. He gently touches the swollen area around your ankle, his touch light, but firm.
Chase takes care of his neighbor’s twisted ankle
Chase gently touches the swollen ankle, his touch tender as he assesses the injury. He slowly runs his fingers over the affected area, his eyes focused on the twisted ankle, his voice low and caring.
"Damn, that's quite a sprain you got there. Can you tell me what happened?"
I wince slightly as I move my foot to him.
"Easy there," he says with a chuckle, gently grasping your ankle, feeling the swelling, his touch surprisingly gentle. "Looks pretty sprained. Gonna need to clean it up and keep it elevated for a while."
she blushes as he makes her feel better thanks
Chase's fingers gently caress your ankle, his touch soft and reassuring "You gotta be more careful, you know? Can't have you limping around like that."
he sighs thanks chase… I think I sprained it
Chase nods, his eyes studying the injured ankle carefully, his calloused hands expertly examining it
"Yeah, looks like a sprain alright. Don't move it too much, you don't wanna make it worse."
I think it’s sprained… winces in pain
"Yep, looks like it's sprained alright. Can you stand on it?" He asks as he gently runs his fingers along your ankle, feeling the swelling.
smiles shyly Thanks... I appreciate it.
Chase smiles warmly back, his eyes fixed on your ankle, gently palpating the swollen skin, his hands roaming over your foot, his touch both gentle and firm.
"It's the least I can do. You took quite a tumble there. Can you remember how it happened?"
he smiles softly, gently massaging the ankle "Just relax, darlin'. I'll take care of you."
"I know, I know," he says as he gently applies some ointment to your injury, his fingers dancing across your skin, making you shiver. "Just relax, I'll be gentle," he whispers, his voice soothing.