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Post by Väinämöinen Hekkilä-Laakso on Nov 19, 2012 18:06:55 GMT -5
Feed him? Read to him? Väinä raised a brow, "'M not four..." he protested
As Luis offered his clothes, Väinä only slipped on his shirt. No way in hell was he flashing the nurse and Kylie. He had enough embarrassment for one day. He folded his blue plaid boxer shorts in his lap, looking up at Luis drowsily, "C'n't we go hoooooome?" he dragged the word in a whine, looking ready to throw a temper tantrum.
The nurse looked at him with a crooked smile, "Do you want one last shot for--"
"NO." Väinä stared at her with wide eyes.
"Honey, it'll help--"
"NO."
"Are you sure?"
"NO."
The nurse looked at him oddly, "So you're not sure...?"
"NO."
"Honey, please...."
"NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NONONONONONONO NO!"
Väinämöinen did NOT like needles. He grabbed the wheels of the chair himself and began wheeling himself out, escaping the shot-crazy nurse. "Luis, where'd y' park?" he demanded, not stopping.
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Luis Verde
Junior
Studying Forensic Science
Dorm Room 300
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Post by Luis Verde on Nov 19, 2012 18:37:33 GMT -5
Luis looked at Kylie and shrugged grabbing the crutches. "Well, I guess we're off. See ya' around," he chuckled and ran after Vaina.
"Hold on, big guy," he ran up to him stopping him before he went out the door. "I'm parked on the side of the building," he pointed to the left. "You should have put you pants on first," he told him. Luckily the folded jeans sat on his lap covering him. "Follow me. I've got your crutches. Follow me. I'll take you back to the dorm where you can rest."
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