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*he glanced around the room before sighing and nodding, hugging himself again* o-okay..

Okay. *Carlos picked up the call button and pressed it.*

*the nurse came in, did a couple tests and asked a couple questions before giving Carlos some pain meds, explaining that Max should take them every other day, and sending them on their way. Max was quiet through the whole ordeal, even as he was being wheeled out of the hospital and to Carlos’ car*

*Carlos helped get Max in the car and buckled him in. He got in the driver’s seat and they started on their way away from the hospital.*

*he looked out the window, glad he was out of the hospital finally* … can we stop for ice cream..?

*glances at Max through the rear-view mirror* Yeah, sure buddy. You sure your stomach can handle it?

*he nods slightly, glancing up at Carlos* y-yeah, i’m sure..

Okay. What kind do you want? Is soft-serve okay?

does soft-serve come in chocolate?

Yeah, it does. *smiles at him*

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*he glanced around the room before sighing and nodding, hugging himself again* o-okay..

Okay. *Carlos picked up the call button and pressed it.*

*the nurse came in, did a couple tests and asked a couple questions before giving Carlos some pain meds, explaining that Max should take them every other day, and sending them on their way. Max was quiet through the whole ordeal, even as he was being wheeled out of the hospital and to Carlos’ car*

*Carlos helped get Max in the car and buckled him in. He got in the driver’s seat and they started on their way away from the hospital.*

*he looked out the window, glad he was out of the hospital finally* … can we stop for ice cream..?

*glances at Max through the rear-view mirror* Yeah, sure buddy. You sure your stomach can handle it?

*he nods slightly, glancing up at Carlos* y-yeah, i’m sure..

Okay. What kind do you want? Is soft-serve okay?

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*he glanced around the room before sighing and nodding, hugging himself again* o-okay..

Okay. *Carlos picked up the call button and pressed it.*

*the nurse came in, did a couple tests and asked a couple questions before giving Carlos some pain meds, explaining that Max should take them every other day, and sending them on their way. Max was quiet through the whole ordeal, even as he was being wheeled out of the hospital and to Carlos’ car*

*Carlos helped get Max in the car and buckled him in. He got in the driver’s seat and they started on their way away from the hospital.*

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*he
smiles slightly, loosely hugging himself* t-thanks Carlos.. i.. i’m
sorry for ruining another one of your coats *he chuckles slightly*

It’s what oxygen cleaner’s for. Besides, it’s bound to get dirty sooner or later – that’s just how science is.

i didn’t know you could wash blood out of clothes.. *he glanced around* i’m straving, do you think they’ll give me meat..?

Probably not… nothing quality, anyway. If you ask for bologna, I’m sure they’ll have it. But I can grab you some stuff on the way out.

bologna’s not meat, it’s lies s-sure thanks.. *he glanced at the window again* when are visiting hours over..?

Well… I dunno. But they seem to think I’m your dad. I… may have ‘forgotten’ to correct them. White people can’t tell brown people apart I guess. But it works in our favor.

*he chuckles, sitting up slightly* well, we do kinda look alike anyway, so that and the fact that most of the time i come in here, you’re with me.. it’s easy to assume i guess

I guess it is. It must be the hair – heheh.

we do have great hair..!

*grins at Max* How you feeling?

my chest still hurts and my cast itches..

Okay. How badly does your chest hurt? Do you need some medicine from the nurse?

on a scale of 1-10? maybe a five.. i don’t know if i need more medicine then what’s already pumping through me

Okay. If it gets unbearable let me know. Maybe a strong ibuprofen will do the trick.

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*he
smiles slightly, loosely hugging himself* t-thanks Carlos.. i.. i’m
sorry for ruining another one of your coats *he chuckles slightly*

It’s what oxygen cleaner’s for. Besides, it’s bound to get dirty sooner or later – that’s just how science is.

i didn’t know you could wash blood out of clothes.. *he glanced around* i’m straving, do you think they’ll give me meat..?

Probably not… nothing quality, anyway. If you ask for bologna, I’m sure they’ll have it. But I can grab you some stuff on the way out.

bologna’s not meat, it’s lies s-sure thanks.. *he glanced at the window again* when are visiting hours over..?

Well… I dunno. But they seem to think I’m your dad. I… may have ‘forgotten’ to correct them. White people can’t tell brown people apart I guess. But it works in our favor.

*he chuckles, sitting up slightly* well, we do kinda look alike anyway, so that and the fact that most of the time i come in here, you’re with me.. it’s easy to assume i guess

I guess it is. It must be the hair – heheh.

we do have great hair..!

*grins at Max* How you feeling?

my chest still hurts and my cast itches..

Okay. How badly does your chest hurt? Do you need some medicine from the nurse?