Damien puts his head in his hand
Damien:...I guess we're both f*cked...
Sam: yeah . .
(Aight I gtg I'll be back in like an hour)
kk
(back)
Damien:...so what are we going to do about it?
I just got on-
Sam: I have absolutely no idea ._.
Damien sighs
Damien: Well-we can't do anything while I'm on a sickbed-
He yanks the IV out like the stone cold lad he is
Sam: -he opens his mouth to say something but decides best without it-
Damien glares at you
Damien: Alright, let's go.
Sam: okay but shouldn't we tell the doctors or . . ?
Damien: Lets.Go.
Damien be too badass for doctors. TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF YOU LITTLE EDGELORD.
Sam: I uh- ok-
I gtg sorry bai
