BUNNIE~
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Thread Topic: BUNNIE~
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Carl stopped, looking at Jordan cowering. He looked over to the nurse his eyes going soft. "He didn't know that he was doing that before... did he?" he questioned her. He searched her eyes for an answer, needing to know. He felt bad for saying those things about him now.
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Jordan dared not to move a muscle, fearing the consequences of doing that. He would not be angrh with Carl, not at all. But would he be iffy and/or horrified? Maybe, but most likely not. As stated previously, this boy was not one to hold grudges. He was, however, holding himself in attempt to go into a state of tranquillity. He was failing.
Nurse Kayla gave a look in Carl's direction. "Correct. He had...not a clue." Her lips peeled back as she pursed them, unsettled by the unforeseen events that had just taken place. -
Dude dude, imma make Carl have Narcolepsy. (I'm pretty sure that's what it's called. Wherre they fall asleep out of the blue_
Carl nodded, looking back to Jordan. He wanted to try and say sorry, but he didn't dare try. Carl shook his head and took a step back away from Jordan and sad down on his bed. He looked down at his arm blankly, having that thousand yard stare again. He didn't say anything, and he just waited for Kayla to fix his arm. -
Narcolepsy and Depression. Alright then xD
Jordan shriveled down to the floor as Kayla scurried to Carl, taking hold of his arm. The first medical 'tool' being utilized was disinfectant, which she dabbed over the wound with a motherlike care. She had previously called a doctor or two to fetch Jordan in order for him to be examined. She was worried for both of the boys, but did not voice her opinions. -
XD
sorry I was thinking about a book I read, and this one person was accused of having narcolepsy and yeah.
Carl kind of liked the stinging; no he didn't like it, he thought he deserved the pain. he tried no to look at anyone, he tried not to make eye contact, he just wanted to sleep, and he just wanted to go away, even if that meat dying. -
It's your character xD
Kayla was silent as she proceeded to continue to clean the room. As she did so, two reasonably sized men strolled into the room. One plopped down in front of Jordan, gently petting his hair to calm him down. The other revealed a sedative, leaning in to administer the needle while Jordan wouldn't expect it. -
it's weird. I find that I type faster when I tilt my head to the side.
Carl still didn't look at any of the men who had just entered his room. His hands began to shake as he thought more and more, and he wish that his mind would just stop all together.
"You're not our son anymore," his father's words ring in his head. -
that is pecuuuuliar
Jordan clawed at the man in front of him, panicking with those teeny tiny noises of his. The man shushed him with a fatherly side showing. He held the boy close as he was given the chemicals. Jordan slowly relaxed. The guard seeming fellow lifting the small boy, giving a nod before heading out. Kayla bandaged the wound securely, finishing up right then. -
it's so weird.
"Did you really want to help me?" Carl questions as the others leave his room. "Or would you have let me cut more if you wouldn't lose your job if you didn't stop me?" Carl forces himself to meet Kayla's eyes and he just looks at her, not looking at anything else. -
seems like it
Kayla was appalled by this question, as she always cared for every single patient she had had. She always came off as rude, but that was until she got to know who should would be dealing with. "I want both you and that other boy to get completely better. It's not fair, since you two seem like you are kind and caring without your disorders." She pat his knee, standing once she completed packing up her trusty first aid kit. -
ippississim
"But, and I don't mean to offend you, but you were kind of a b---- when we first met you. It seemed like you could care less about what happened to us," Carl says while looking away from Kayla. He looked down at his arm and poked his bandage, sending little shocks of pain up his arm and no matter how much it hurt him he kept on doing it. -
"That's my system," she stated. "You can visit your Jordan friend, if you want, by the way. He's not sleeping, he's just doped out on medication until we know what he has." She gave a warm smile, leaving the room with a hop in her step.
Jordan was most definitely not asleep, as he did not have his beloved frog, which was still in Carl's room? He believed so, anyways, as he could not see it anywhere in his line of vision. His heart beat quietly, and he had little to no energy or motivation. Things seemd to be going in slooooow motion. -
Carl slowly stood up after she left and he looked around to find Jordan's frog. Carl thought that Jordan would probably need it later. He walked over to the frog and picked it up. he looked down at it and smiled, thinking that it was kind of cute. He blinked a few times, his smile fading. That's when he fell to the floor, asleep.
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Jordan was having quite a s--- ton of trouble falling asleep. He stood, too wobbly and disoriented to do much. He sniffled, not recalling that his door was locked. He wiped his chin, heading to that door. In his derpy state, he could not think clearly at all.
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omg hai
Carl laid there on the floor in a pretty screwy position. His arms were flailed out and his legs were bent oddly, but he still had Jordan's frog in his had. Carl just laid there on the floor, sleeping and dreaming. He seemed peaceful even if he was laying down oddly.
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