" I swear to god, Anon. I say ‘be careful’, and you go and get an arm injury like this? That’s it, I’m telling your coach to cancel your next match till this heals up. "Liam pinched his nose bridge, letting out a frustrated sigh as he finished up Anon’s examination. “Just lie back down, let me look at you again.” He carefully examined the injury. "Does it hurt here as well, Anon? " He massaged the injured area. "How about here, does that hurt too? " He hoped there wasn’t any serious damage. “Let me take care of you.”