The first time I donated blood, it was in big part to not look like a total wuss in front of the girl I was dating back then.  I don't like needles, never had, never will.  Anyway, Em dragging *ucky to a blood drive seemed like a good way of situating the action for the second part of this story, which I'm quite confident I'll post before Friday.

Enjoy

I forgot to mention that over here volunteers at blood drives wear a sleeveless blue smock, so that's why Gustav is dressed like that (brings out his eyes, don't you think?).

And let me know what you think of my rendition of Em.