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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?

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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.

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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.

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*he chuckles softly* yeah.. *he falls over in his seat with a soft ‘oof’*

Max? Max, talk to me, buddy. Are you still awake? *Carlos had to keep his eyes on the road, but he kept glancing at the rear-view mirror hoping to see Max sit up again.*

*he mumbled something about being tired, curling up into a little ball of white and red*

Max? Max! Stay awake! We’re almost there! *Carlos rounded a corner and there it was – the hospital*

*no response, good thing the hospitals right there, right?-*

*It was a blur for Carlos from there. He didn’t remember driving up to the emergency portal. Just that Max was taken out of the car. He didn’t remember if he parked his car or if a valet did it for him. But hours later he was in post-op, sitting with Max and waiting for him to wake up.*

*maybe half an hour later, he finally stirred awake, looking around the room in a slight panic as he tried to remember what happened. he relaxed slightly when he saw Carlos* C-Carlos..? what happened..?

*sits up suddenly, surprised and relieved that Max was now awake.* Hey! Uh – uh, I got you to the hospital. I think you passed out… I was trying to keep you talking. Do you remember that?

*he glanced away as he thought, shaking his head a minute later* n-not really.. b-but thanks.. *he forced a small smile, whincing as he sat up slightly*

Hey, hey, careful! You had some internal bleeding.

*he sighs softly, laying back down* gods damn it…

It’s okay now, Max. Just relax, okay?

*he hesitately nods, glancing out the window* what time is it..?

It’s morning. Is… was there someplace you needed to be?

*he shakes his head softly* it just looked kinda late…

Well, yeah, the sun’s still coming up so it’s pretty dark… you were out for a while.

*he shifts, looking back at Carlos* feels like it… how long am i going to be here..?

Not sure. They wanted to see how you would wake up. But I’ll try to expedite getting you out of here, since you don’t like it here so much.