Feb 7, 2022
for the r e c o r d:
No one is skipping school. No one is going to summer school.
everything’s cool.
everything is CRISPY!!!!!
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for the r e c o r d:
No one is skipping school. No one is going to summer school.
everything’s cool.
everything is CRISPY!!!!!
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"I'm so tired of missing you."
oh great now my teacher is talking to my mom? FanTASTIC. Awesome. This is great!
@ Uhl
STOP SNITCHING YO
❝ i’ll do what i have to. ❞ [from jim]
❝ That makes two of us, although I’m not too keen on hurting innocents if it can be helped. ❞
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Mom, can you come pick me up? I’m straight up not having a good time
As soon as he realizes what he's said, Douxie's reaction relies on instinct alone and there's no escape from lanky arms swamping Jim. "No, I'm sorry, oh my god, I mashed your nose, it's so bad-- I'm so bloody sorry, Jim, please don't tell Claire. Don't tell your mum! Ew, you're getting blood all over. Hold still! Here." And then he rolls his sleeve down and tried to staunch Jim's nose with it. Flawless, Douxie. Very sanitary. Very first aid. (Not sarcastically) Sweet gesture, though.
Jim struggled as Douxie closed in on him, all but wrapping him up in a weak attempt to stop the bleeding and right the situation.
"Claire won't - I promise--Just let me--" His responses came out fragmented as he tried to keep up with the questions that Douxie was firing rapidly at him. He tried to roll his eyes, which proved to be yet another poor choice, the movement sending even more pain through the young boy's face.
"Douxie- Stop! We have plenty of spare towels!" he protested, words muffled both by the wizard's now blood-soaked sleeves, and the mangled position of his nose.