@ThatBackgroundSlytherin
"I won't exactly be gentle so you should." He dug through the bag. "Okay ah!" He pulled out a hook. "This should work!"
"I won't exactly be gentle so you should." He dug through the bag. "Okay ah!" He pulled out a hook. "This should work!"
(Aw kk.
This worm thing is not going to allow me to sleep.)
"I won't exactly be gentle so you should." He dug through the bag. "Okay ah!" He pulled out a hook. "This should work!"
“What am I supposed to do? Fish it out?”
(sorry bro)
"Uh sort of…." He looked back in the bag and pulled out a knife. "You might have to……make it bigger….."
(lol is this too much?)
“… I never wanted to be a frickin surgeon and this is why.” Lucille muttered, “Give me the darn hook.”
(… man i dissected sheep hearts with no complaint but this.
This.)
(lol)
Dexter handed it to her. "Okay so it'll probably fight a little so be careful."
(should we skip to after?)
“It fights? What the actual he- we’re leaving this darned place as soon as possible.”
(.. Chure.)
Tyson opened his eyes. He was lying on the sand with Lucille leaning over him, a worried look on her face. "Hi…."
“Hey.” Lucille choked out. eW THIS WoRm-
(So did they get it out or…?)
(Yeah Dexter is disposing of it)
"OW!" A jolt of pain shot through him. "What happened?"
“NOthing.” Lucille manage to say, wAIT EW DID TH E WOR M TOUCH ME FUUUUUDDG-
(Oh yay.)
(I would describe what it looks like but you'd die)
Tyson squinted. "Okay my leg hurts like it was drilled into I need more than the lie nothing…."
(Please don’t…)
“A freaking worm.” Lucille said. it WAS GRoSs-
"A….worm…." He blinked. "Oh…." He looked down at his leg. "That's a lot of blood…."
“That’s not the gross part, my hands literally have your blood on them. And that’s not gross compared to the worm.”
"Oh sorry…" He grimaced as another spasm of pain shot up his leg. "Where's Dexter?"
“Disposing the worm.”
Tyson nodded. "Wait…..did you take it out?"
“Yep.”
"Wow!" He smiled a little. "Good job!"
Dexter jogged up to them. "It's done! I burned it!"
(I actually have to go it's like twelve o'clock over here)
(Kk byeee. Cya!)
“Thanks.” Lucille grinned, that smile made it worth it.
(G'night!)
(hello fair fren!)
(Ey hello Not-Actually-A-Loser-Loser Friend :p)
(lol)
Dexter knelt down next to Tyson. "How do you feel?"
Tyson sighed. "Like my leg has been butchered."
Dexter turned to Lucille. "You might wanna change the wrappings it's already soaked."
The following keyboard controls are supported across Notebook.ai. All keyboard controls are disabled when editing a document or notebook page.