From my Whumpcember 2022 collection.
Hetty's office.
'Hey. You doing okay?' Granger asked.
'What's it look like? I completely made a fool out of myself!' Hetty grumbled in reply.
'Tripping isn't that embarrassing.'
'Oh really? Try being in the middle of a Kendo match against a total jerk, and then 1 little misstep because you were desperate to catch him flat footed causes you to twist your ankle! I can still hear the jerk's boasting.'
Putting more ice on her ankle. 'Well, at least it wasn't worst.' Granger remarked.
'I hate myself.'
'Hey, I don't want to be hearing that kind of talk from you!'
'Pbbt. What are you, my father?' Hetty retorted.
'No, but I care about you. And I'm sure you'd be telling me to not hate myself if I was in your position.' Granger replied.
Hetty grumbled and rested her head on his arm.
'My ankle hurts.' She muttered.
'I know. It'll get better.' He warmly replied.