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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.

*he nods softly* alright..

Okay. You ready for me to call a nurse? The sooner they look over you, the sooner we can get out of here.

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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.

Carlos we need a full pack of mentos and a two liter soda no time for questions only science! – max-searchhistory

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Heck yeah, absolutely! Going to the store!

*max took a bite from his kit-kat* Daniel’s back at camp.

*the way that Max said that implied that there was weight to that statement.* Who’s Daniel?

Y’know, the cultist? I’m sure someone’s told you about him.

Oh, the cultist. Well, I didn’t remember his name. But Angie did write down about some kind of cult activity…

Yeah. He’s back and I dunno what he’s planning.

Probably nothing good… *Carlos starts to think about what he can do to protect the kids*

*Max shrugged* Probably. But I’ve been annoying the shit outta him so.

Uh… is that a wise decision?

*he shrugged again* dunno, but it’s pretty fun. ‘Got stuck on a branch for like a minute, though.

Huh. Well… be careful around him. Okay?

Yeah, I got it. I don’t trust ‘im.

Uh huh. I’m going to try to be around the camp more to see what I can do.

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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.

*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?

Carlos we need a full pack of mentos and a two liter soda no time for questions only science! – max-searchhistory

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Heck yeah, absolutely! Going to the store!

*max took a bite from his kit-kat* Daniel’s back at camp.

*the way that Max said that implied that there was weight to that statement.* Who’s Daniel?

Y’know, the cultist? I’m sure someone’s told you about him.

Oh, the cultist. Well, I didn’t remember his name. But Angie did write down about some kind of cult activity…

Yeah. He’s back and I dunno what he’s planning.

Probably nothing good… *Carlos starts to think about what he can do to protect the kids*

*Max shrugged* Probably. But I’ve been annoying the shit outta him so.

Uh… is that a wise decision?

*he shrugged again* dunno, but it’s pretty fun. ‘Got stuck on a branch for like a minute, though.

Huh. Well… be careful around him. Okay?

Carlos we need a full pack of mentos and a two liter soda no time for questions only science! – max-searchhistory

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Heck yeah, absolutely! Going to the store!

*max took a bite from his kit-kat* Daniel’s back at camp.

*the way that Max said that implied that there was weight to that statement.* Who’s Daniel?

Y’know, the cultist? I’m sure someone’s told you about him.

Oh, the cultist. Well, I didn’t remember his name. But Angie did write down about some kind of cult activity…

Yeah. He’s back and I dunno what he’s planning.

Probably nothing good… *Carlos starts to think about what he can do to protect the kids*

*Max shrugged* Probably. But I’ve been annoying the shit outta him so.

Uh… is that a wise decision?

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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.

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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.

Carlos we need a full pack of mentos and a two liter soda no time for questions only science! – max-searchhistory

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Heck yeah, absolutely! Going to the store!

*max took a bite from his kit-kat* Daniel’s back at camp.

*the way that Max said that implied that there was weight to that statement.* Who’s Daniel?

Y’know, the cultist? I’m sure someone’s told you about him.

Oh, the cultist. Well, I didn’t remember his name. But Angie did write down about some kind of cult activity…

Yeah. He’s back and I dunno what he’s planning.

Probably nothing good… *Carlos starts to think about what he can do to protect the kids*