Forwarddated to Saturday night

[bev_rage]

i'm duying dying
im gonna die here on a footun
rip roxy lalonde she died on a gutun footun futon covrd in snacks n blood
oops should i put a tmi warning?
tmi im bleeding erywhre n it sux send help

ps im not rly dying, just bleeding frm my girly biys bits
pps smene tell dirk i'm not rly dying pls

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[givesyouaboner]

_{[He just stands there, at the foot of the futon, hella awkward.]}


















How do you bleed so many times like that and not die.

[bev_rage]

[She shrugs.]

Dunno. Mum said sometimes it can be weird and it looks like you're bleeding to death when you're not or it could be just a little and you don't even really notice.

[givesyouaboner]

_{[Yeah, okay. This isn't helping him get over feeling queasy. Not at all. Fuck.]}

I don't like this.

_{[He just doesn't know what to say. If he thinks too much he's going to start panicking again and holy shit that might happen anyway because why is this happening when there's not an adult and god that's making him feel really bitter.]}

I'm sorry I'm not good at helping you.

[bev_rage]

[She shifts toward him and ow, moving is pain fuck you too, body, but she manages to get close enough to lay her head on his shoulder.]

It's not your fault.

[givesyouaboner]

_{[He doesn't hesitate in patting her head. He can do that, but he's still at a loss.]}

No, but you need someone to take care of you right now and I don't know how.

[bev_rage]

I don't need someone to take care of me, it's just really helpful since my insides are eating themselves.

[Oh no, broody!Dirk will not do. Time to shove a smuppet in his face!]

I'll be fine in a few days, 'kay?

[givesyouaboner]

<sub>[That imagery makes his stomach churn again. It only sounds horribly painful.

However, it's impossible to remain unsmiling when she does that. Gosh, he just really loves smuppets. Maybe one day he can make his own.]</sub>

Promise?

[bev_rage]

[Puppet nose nudging his cheek.]

Promise.

[givesyouaboner]

Okay.

_{[Suddenly he needs Cal. brb a sec, he's got to retrieve 'em from the bedroom.]}

Do you want me to get you pizza or something?

[bev_rage]

Pizza sounds so good right now. [What's junk food burn out from a week of cold pizza?] And your uncle says there's money in the blender for you to go get me tampons and pads.

[givesyouaboner]

_{[He has no problem getting her a leftover slice. There's like, a ton left anyway, which is why he just brings a box over.]}

What.




He didn't say it to me so that's not a thing.

[bev_rage]

[She takes it and is already tearing into a cold slice of meat lovers'.]

We're gonna run out of towels before they get back.

[givesyouaboner]

They're supposed to come back tomorrow, aren't they? There's extra sheets.

[bev_rage]

Gross.

[givesyouaboner]

Not really. Laundry isn't our job so not our problem.

_{[Okay, it's really gross. He just doesn't want to do it.]}

[bev_rage]

It'd be less gross if you just got me the stuff.

[givesyouaboner]

I'm only helping you in manners that don't require me to leave the flat.

[bev_rage]

Diiiiiiiiiiiiirk. You're supposed to be my best friiiiiiend.

[givesyouaboner]

Best friend, not dad. That's not part of my job description.

[bev_rage]

Best friends buy their best friends with girl parts tampons.

[givesyouaboner]

I don't want to.

[bev_rage]

Please?

[givesyouaboner]

Make Uncle Dirk do it. He should've thought of the consequences of leaving us unsupervised.

[bev_rage]

He can't do it from Hogwarts, Dirk. If I shove a towel into my skirt and go with you will you do it?

[givesyouaboner]

Pretty sure he went to get his bromo on with Dave. If you do that what's the point in me going at all?