troubledline asked:

[text:] Meet me at the hospital ASAP. I'm sorry.

protoxhipster:

protoxhipster:

[text: Char] w8 wat

[text: Char] fuck ok ill b there in 5 hold on

[text: Char] by who?

[text: Char] nvr mind, doesnt matter rn

[text: Char] i kno it hurts, char. ull b ok. im cumin up rn

[text: Trev;] i’ll be here. i guess

With that text, she used her right arm to lay her phone on the bed beside her, kicking her legs since she refused to lay down for the nurses. For now they had only wrapped up her left shoulder, it bleeding through the gauze. 

troubledline asked:

[text:] I think I'm pregnant.

methmeister:

[text]: WHAT?!

[text: Chefford;] fuck fuck fuck im so scared

troubledline asked:

[text:] Meet me at the hospital ASAP. I'm sorry.

protoxhipster:

troubledline:

protoxhipster:

[text: Char] w8 wat

[text: Char] fuck ok ill b there in 5 hold on

[text Trev:] they say I might have to have surgery fuck

[text: Char] shit fuck ok hold on im on my way

[text: Char] wat happened?

[text: Trev;] I got shot in the shoulder. fuck it hurts trevor
troubledline asked:

[text:] Meet me at the hospital ASAP. I'm sorry.

protoxhipster:

[text: Char] w8 wat

[text: Char] fuck ok ill b there in 5 hold on

[text Trev:] they say I might have to have surgery fuck

I’m going to be offline the majority of the day. I will be in my ask box if you need to talk to me since Skype really hates my cell phone and is always pending. I’m getting sicker and sicker and I have a massive fever. I am going back to the doctor today, hopefully will get something to help this whether it’s a shot or not. I love you guys, I’ll talk to you when I can. 

protoxhipster:

      “There’re plenty of other places with snow, y’know.” Trevor muttered, absentmindedly picking at the sores on his face. It wasn’t as if he didn’t miss it out there–- he did. Or, rather, he missed what life had been like out there, before things went sour. “Maybe, yeah. Maybe when things’re a little slower or somethin’, we can go up there.”

     ”Everything was so calm up there, besides the wind, y’know? It was so much better being a little girl than it is right now. Being eighteen sucks, you have no idea. Youngest girl in Sandy Shores… ugh.” She stretched out on the sofa, propping her head up with the hard wooden arm. “It’ll be so fun to see the snow again. See that train go by, you remember? When I was that little, the snow used to swallow my legs.” She laughed quietly at the thought before shifting and patting the other seat on the couch.

demolisherdestroyer:

"Shame. I could use some gold —- A big gold chain, some rings." Lily giggled, taking another drag. "All my plans involve blowing shit up but ——I don’t think robbing the place next to my house is a very smart idea anyway."

"Y’know, I didn’t even get t’see that damn score, nothin’ that they got home." Charity shrugged her shoulders, staggering a little to grab a beer from Lily’s fridge. "Speakin’ of house," her voice slurred as everything swirlled, "this place is nice." She popped off the top and took a long swig.

protoxhipster:

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      “You don’t know that, Char. I just–- I don’t wanna lose you, too.” Trevor gave a small, crooked attempt of a smile at that, hesitating a moment before brushing her hair from her eyes. “Yeah, Lester’s probably got a list of names already. I can swing my his place, see what’s up..” A sigh and he lightly rocked on his heels, hands retreating into his pockets. “I–- you okay? I mean, seriously.. y’okay?”

     Charity leaned forward, placing her elbows on her knees and shaking her head at his question. She wasn’t okay, she really wasn’t. “No, I’m really not okay,” she sighed out softly. “Sure, Michael wasn’t around all that time— and he faked his own shit death but he didn’t deserve that, y’know?” Of course, she’d be so much more upset if this was Trevor, because of their bond, but this was still terrible. “He treated me like a daughter, just like you do… you know how hard that is? To lose someone like that? People who treated you with kindness after going through hell and back with my past parents?”