@Vuclan-is-tired
Antoine perks at the mention of food. "YEE!! FOOD!"
Antoine perks at the mention of food. "YEE!! FOOD!"
madison was too lazy to move so put her head on the floor "FOOD" she said muffled
"Yes!" Shouted Blair. "Feed us." She laughed heading to the kitchen to join the others. "After we eat lets decide rooms yeah?" Blair said sitting on a counter.
"Ooh, I want food! Something warm would be wonderful, unlike Fierte's ice cold attitude," Lovena hummed, pulling the blanket closer around her as she made her way towards the smell of food
madison stood up "wanna eat and with that madison fell down again"CHEESE AND RICE" she yelled
(this is making me hungry ahhj)
Jordan had stumbled into some weird drawing room. No joke it was a drawing with hundres of drawings and paper everywhere
"Jordan!" Evelin called. "Do you want rice and baked potatoes with cheese or not? There's bacon…"
Jordan shoots his head around like an owl, cricks his neck and stumbles, "BACON?!!" His accent made it sound like a completely different word.
Blair laughed, "Jordon! Gosh calm down" she teased. Stuffing food into her mouth.
(Sorry its so short)
Jordan charges out of the room, nearly running Antoine over as he bolts down stairs, "Bacon! Gimme gimme gimme!"
Antoine shakes his head and walks down the stairs. A piece of wood breaks out from under his food and he gives a cry of pain and surprise.
Jordan perks his head up, a strip of bacon dangling from his mouth. He sighs and walks up to Antoine, "You ok greenie?"
Antoine yanks his leg from the wood and nods. "I'm fine." He limps towards the couch, gritting his teeth. Crimson stained the area around his ankle.
"You need help." Jordan comments but doesnt move to do so.
Lovena looked up from where she was in the middle of helping herself to some rice. "Ouch, that looks bad," she mumbled as she saw Antoine's ankle
Antoine shrugs, tearing a piece of his shirt to make a makeshift bandage. He gives a tired sigh as he mends to the gash.
Jordan crosses his arms, surveying the process, "Idiot…"
Antoine looked up. "If you're gonna critisize me, when I have no medical knowledge, why don't you just do it yourself and show me how it's done!" He snaps, growling under his breath as he rolls his eyes.
(lol I would have Fierte show up and help but she's still with of Urban's characters oof)
"Fine. Give it then." Jordan snaps, holding out his hand. He had no idea how to do medical stuff either he just wanted to prove Antoine wrong.
Antoine growls lowly. "Make me." He retorts sourly. He hated it when people acted like they were better than other people. It was so annoying.
Jordan growls back. His hand curls into a fist, "Fine. Bleed to death or get an infection that is so harsh you'll lose your leg. Cause you forgot to take out the splinters slinthead."
"What the heck does it look like I'm doing?" He retorts, pointing to the small wooden slices he was pulling out of his leg. He flips the bird at Jordan before returning to cleaning the blood and pulling out splinters.
Jordan flips Antoine off as well but turns. He sighs as he heads back up stairs. He doesnt go very far but slides down the wall in a sit, suddenly feeling depressed and he had no idea why.
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