cliche-ask-max-deactivated20171:
Oh. Who are you and why are you talking to me?
//lol chill max//
*max
coughs, flips over, and vomits up a shit ton of water* *one of his ribs
is broken* *he coughs, and he coughed up blood* why? Wh…why… *he starts
to sob*David: OHGOSH MAX! ARE YOU OKAY? DO WE NEED AN AMBULANCE?
C: Call one. My god, I’m so sorry, Max… *holds
onto his shoulder, keeping him on his side while he coughs*
A: D-Daddy, there’s red….
C: I know, sweetie. Get a napkin – help him
clean his face.
*Angie does, taking one from the first-aid kit
and just gently dabbing at Max’ cheeks and around his mouth.*
The Perfect Scientist 