Soap with me?
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Thread Topic: Soap with me?
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(Yes~ It will.
twerk it)
"Yeah, you do." Magnus scooted closer, resting a hand on Brandon's leg. "If you act like you are right now, you'll do fine." -
((He better))
"Okay," Brandon sighed, though he was still unsure. He was worried that if he failed it, then he wouldn't be allowed to go back home with Magnus. "I'll try, then." -
(I'm gonna get some sleep. See you.)
Magnus stroked his leg, sighing. "If they ask you about the past, think of me to stay clam. Or something that makes you happy." -
((Aaand I fell asleep right before you sent that xD Time zone probs.))
Brandon ripped at the label of the water bottle in his hands, nodding. "Okay. I'll do it. Right now? Do I get to leave right after?" -
*calm not clam
(Where are you, and what time is it now?)
"You can do it whenever you want to, so if you'd like to do it right now, you can. And I think so.." -
((Stay clam.
England, it's 4:30pm.))
"I think I'll do it now. So that we can go home," he stated. "I don't like it here." -
(That'd make for an awesome tee shirt.
HOLY s--- damn I'm in North Carolina right now and it's only 11:33. Back in California where I usually am it's 8:33.)
"Alrighty. I'll go get a nurse or whoever I have to to get this done and over with." Magnus stood up, walking out of the room once more. -
((I'd buy one.
O.o Yah I stayed up until seven in the morning last night.. :P))
Brandon waited, slowly tearing the paper label off of the water bottle in the meantime.
A nurse was already on the way to the room to check on Brandon when Magnus exited. She stopped and smiled at him, asking, "Is he ready, then? The doctor is waiting for him." -
(orly
How dare you! >:L)
Magnus nodded his head. After a moment, he said, "If he passes, are we allowed to leave as soon as possible?" -
((oabsolutely
eh it doesn't matter I don't have work or anything today :P))
The nurse clicked her tongue, looking at the ceiling and thinking. "Yes. I think so. There are just instructions for when you take him home. If he's tired, that's normal, because what pills dissolved into his bloodstream might still be in effect. Go ahead and let him sleep. But if he feels sick, throws up or anything, give him Tylenol. That's all, then! Doctor (insert humorous doctor name here)! They're ready for you!"
A man in a white coat looked at them from down the hall and nodded, making his way over. -
(
For now. >:C)
"Of course. I'll be sure to keep those things in mind.." Magnus looked at the doctor, hiding a scowl. He hated doctors. He felt bad for his poor baby Brandon. Wait, his baby? What on earth was he thinking? He rubbed his forehead. "Can I be in there with him?" -
((Omf I would totally get a shirt if I wasn't poor.
I'll sleep tonight i promise cx))
Doctor Hindenburg shook his head, opening the door to the room. "He's got to do it by himself. I can call you in if I need to, but hopefully that won't happen." -
(Same here. :'D
Promiseeeeeeeeeee?)
Magnus started to chew on his nails, his eyes full of worry. Brandon had seemed fine to him, but that might have been because Magnus was his best friend-- not to mention a potential lover. He might not act so sane with someone else. -
The doctor walked in, closing the door behind him. He sat down in the chair that was already next to Brandon's bed, and smiled. "Hello, Brandon."
"Hi," Brandon replied, frowning at the fact that Magnus hadn't come in as well.
"How are you feeling?"
"Fine."
"Why are you here?"
"... Shouldn't you already know that?"
"I'd like to hear it from you."
"I swallowed half a bottle of sleeping pills."
"Alright, but why?"
"I was hurting."
"But tell me why."
Brandon shifted, gripping the water bottle in his hand tightly. "Because I have flashbacks. Where's Magnus?"
"He's not coming in. Flashbacks of what? When you were in the military?"
"Yes."
"Okay. Is that all?"
"... No. I thought Magnus didn't want me around."
"But that's not the case. You know that now, right?"
"Yes."
"Then are we done?"
"I guess so...?"
The doctor nodded curtly, and without another word, left the room. "He's fine to go home. Just keep an eye on him." -
((*AGGRESSIVELY PUTS ENTIRE CONVERSATION INTO ONE POST*
I prwomise~))
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