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Anonymous Tue 25 Jun 2024 21:21:57 No.66905090 Report

>>66905006
A continuation of this green series , with Anon finally leaving the hospital and him and Nick doing something together. What they doing ill leave to your decision.

Anonymous Wed 26 Jun 2024 00:37:43 No.66909589 Report

Quoted By: >>66909804

>>66905090
>Daily visits by Nick. Nightly dreams of a better time. I'm surprised at myself for how well I'm doing. Almost owe it all to Nick. I still feel guilty at having her more or less single-handedly keep me together. Wonder if I can do anything for her. Good news today and I'm free. Or at least free to go home and rot there instead. I shake my head. Can't be like that. Have to be better.
>Nick strides in again. My day brightened up.
>"So they're letting you out?"
>"Yeah, think so."
>"Hell yeah dude Trent and Curtis have been BEGGING to meet you." Right, her band members. I guess I kind of want to meet them too.
>"Sure, think I'm discharged today. I'll grab a bus or something just give me-"
>"Hah?" I look to see Nick's incredulous face
>"I'll drive you dumbass." There's that guilt again.
>"Nick you've done so much I can't-"
>"Sure you can." I shut my mouth.
>A knock from behind Nick, the doctor again.
>"Mr Mous?"
>Nick stands aside
>"I'm alive, yeah." barely
>"Good, now we've decided to let you out today. If you want to contest this you can sign this paper. How's the leg?" he hands me a discharge sheet, I glance over it and it clearly states how to tell them I'm still sick. I don't bother.
>"Still a bit weak but it holds me just fine."
>"That's good. We'll be sending a crutch with you. Oh and good news the board of education has paid all your hospital bills, oh and they sent this." I look as the doctor steps out then back in, holding a frame.
>He hands it to me, a piece of paper in front of it. The frame is... a diploma. I...graduated. The paper is a number and a note. They're asking for a speech for my "heroic acts".
>I grit my teeth. Heroic huh? Fuck the lot of them. I want to trash this thing, never be reminded of that place ever again. My rage is quelled as Nick speaks up.
cont.

>>66909534
Hell yeah warsmith

Anonymous Wed 26 Jun 2024 00:45:43 No.66909804 Report

Quoted By: >>66909981

>>66909589
>"Hell yeah dude!" I look over to see her smiling at me. I guess she has a point. This is good even if it hurts. Common theme it seems. I sigh and stop clenching my hand on the thing.
>I even manage a smile back. Those are rare these days. Nick's earned each and every one. I nod at her, turning my attention back to the doctor.
>"Well if there's nothing else I wish you a speedy recovery Mr. Mous. Don't let the media rip you apart on the way out." he nods as he steps out. Media?
>Nick scrunches her face up. I look puzzlingly at her.
>"Guess that didn't come up yet, huh? You're uh... popular. Lots of people want an interview. I have to muscle my way through them to get in here. Docs even have you in a special wing." she shrugs. Good god.
>I sigh. Constant reminders abound, huh? I have half a mind to tell them exactly what happened. They don't even deserve that much. I push it out of my head. Nick's here and I owe her at least some sort of better mood. I regain my composure and speak to her.
>"Yeah, that'd be great. Get some actual food or something before I get home. Nothing in the fridge is fresh anymore I'm sure." Nick looks a bit odd at the moment. I can't quite make out her emotions.
>"Yeah, burger good?"
>"Hell yeah it is. Anything greasy and salty is better than the slop they serve here." I sigh, relaxing a bit.
>Nick nods and motions to step out.
>"You need anything when I come to pick you up?"
>"Nah I've got a set of clothes already, thanks for that by the way." She nods
>"Alright, text me later Anon" she gives a quick wave as she heads out.
>I'm visited a few more times, final opinions and warning about how I have to be wheeled out of here. I nod along and get the final go ahead. Just a few minutes now. I text Nick, getting a message back instantly. Clawed thumbs up.
>I start to get wheeled out and by god they weren't lying. Over 20 reporters all start barking questions at me, asking for opinions, statements, anything. I clam up.
cont.

Anonymous Wed 26 Jun 2024 00:53:02 No.66909981 Report

Quoted By: >>66910172

>>66909804
>They get muscled back, thankfully. Big hospital bodyguards threatening their own visit should the reporters overstep. I sigh in relief.
>I'm out front and I spy my baryonyx savior leaning up against some rather regular looking car. I'd kind of expected something different, she strikes me as the eccentric type. No matter. Passenger door opened and I plop myself in. Reeks of hastily sprayed air freshener. Good. Better than sterile nothing. I breathe deep, coughing as it enters my lungs.
>"Big fan?"
>"Not at all." we drive off and I feel myself relax. Being physically away from a place of stress is doing me good, seems. We pull into Burger Wing. My stomach growls angrily. God I can't wait.
>A big ass burger and fries for me. Two for her. I rip that thing apart like I hadn't eaten ever in my life. Unreal the bliss of a salty hot meal after nothing for weeks. I lean the chair back after finishing.
>"That was amazing. Best burger I've ever had."
>"Glad to hear that." I can hear the smile in Nick's voice without needing to look. She throws us back into gear and off we go again, small talk about the boys I'm off to meet.
>We pull into a small suburban neighborhood. Parking out front of a house with a garage, Nick's from what I'm told. I spy two guys, one tatted to hell and back, pink. The other nerdy looking, longer greasy hair.
>I freeze. This is it again, isn't it? One of them will be cool and laidback, the other is going to have a problem with me. No, please no.
>I stand and place my cane under me, eyes wide in shock as I limp towards the two. Not again, please not again.
>"Anon?" I nod at the purple chasmosaurus.
>"Good to meet you. Nick's been keeping you from us, dude." he smiles widely at me. I glance to the other one, surely he-
>He's smiling too.
>"Oh that's Curtis, he doesn't talk much. Hurts his throat."
cont.

Anonymous Wed 26 Jun 2024 01:02:03 No.66910172 Report

Quoted By: >>66910257

>>66909981
>The pink atrociraptor beams a grin at me, showing his fanged grin. He gives me the universal rock on symbol. They're different. It's not the same. I relax, almost falling back on myself.
>"Woah dude you okay?" I note both the other band members have moved to shoot their arms out. Fuck's sake get ahold of yourself. I stand stiff.
>"Sorry leg's still rough, getting there though." I manage a half smile. I get two full ones back.
>"Alright we've met, now we hang." Nick claps her hands together, gesturing for me to sit upon the rattiest couch I think I've ever seen. Might as well be heaven. I plop myself down into the thing. It's soft and relaxing, almost nostalgic.
>I note they've got a TV and a game setup. Fucking XRox, too. Wait a second is that-
>"Alright lets do this, nerds. Winner stays." We boot up 1v1 rock ring. This is almost too much. I have to stop myself from tearing up. I wanted this for so long and it's just dropped into my lap. I hold back and we get at it. I'm still just as good as I remember but holy shit they're no slouches either. I struggle, hard. We end up wiling away most of the afternoon, Trent and Curtis having to head on home for today as it's getting dark. Guess I better get out of here too.
>I turn to ask Nick to take me home. She's wearing that strange look again.
>"Uh, Nick?"
>"Anon?" she's nervous for some reason.
>"...is there something you're not telling me?" She looks away.
>"So... you remember how I went over to your place?" I do
>"I uh... talked to your landlord."
>"Uh-huh?"
>She sighs and looks down. "...he kicked you out." If I was standing I'd be on the floor now. Crippled and homeless huh? Fucking unbelievable.
>I close my eyes and stuff my fists into them until I see stars. That fucking is my Xrox isn't it?
>"Look I didn't want to spring this on you."
>I snap at her "Yeah, you sure fucking didn't."
cont.

Anonymous Wed 26 Jun 2024 01:05:26 No.66910257 Report

Quoted By: >>66910315 >>66910364 >>66910404

>>66910172
>"Look... I want you to stay here with me until you get back on your feet." I drop my hands into my lap. She's kidding. I can't, not after everything.
>I look up to her
>"I already moved your shit over, no need to worry about it."
>"Nick but..."
>"I live alone, no parents no nothing. You're not bothering me, honest."
>I tear up. I can't. This is too much.
>I feel Nick sit beside me. "C'mon." I nod to her.
>"...okay." I'm pulled into another hug.
>For what seems like millionth time I'm staining her sweater. I get a gentle stroking on the back of my head. I weep.

Fin. L8R /snoot/ Have at it warsmith.