Date: 2017-10-29 07:55 am (UTC)
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"Wait! I..." he frowned, but eventually let her hustle him back into bed. "I don't...I mean...what happened to me?" he frowned, reaching up to touch his forehead and came in contact with bandages. Holy crap, he'd really messed himself up. "Where's my dad?" he demanded suddenly, afraid there'd been some kind of accident he couldn't remember, or worse somebody had broken into their place. "Is my dad ok??"
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