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chaseraynor​:

Happy gatherings are things Chase tends to repel from, but after a mess of bad events, which had surprisingly ended in a good way, an event like this is well deserved to everyone. Hey, they all made it out alive. He moves to take a seat next to the groom, needing to rest a bit—the tuxedo’s bothering him for one. “Mine? As in… my wedding? Jesus.” That makes him chuckle lightly. “You’re talking to the wrong person. I’d try Blair, seems like someone who’d get married next.” They both know he’s bullshitting. “How do you feel, man?”

“ no ? don’t see yourself down the aisle in this life ? “ and had he never met max, never got to this day, then he’d be just as well on chase’s side of things. he’s been on that side his whole life, enough to believe this could all be some weird long-ass dream that he’ll eventually wake up in his trailer from. he snorts at the mention of blair. “ in vegas, maybe. or to jamie, in some kind of blood pact thing.  " kem thinks he's so funny for that, like he'll call it before anyone else could, a grin lighting up his features. “ like the luckiest guy in the world. “ and kem’s never been lucky, but glancing over to his wife is enough confirmation he is, and will be for the rest of his life. 

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shapiros​:

– BLAIR GLANCES AT HIM A LITTLE MORE CLOSELY, “ yeah, you’re looking a little red in the face, buddy. what are you trying to do, choke yourself ? that’s supposed to happen IN the honeymoon suite, not before, ” she teases with a wink. blair takes two steps forward and tugs at the tie, “ it’s supposed to look a little relaxed anyway, so you look more rock star and less … professor, ” she adds, patting his chest with the palm of her hand. “ better ? ”

“ not... not intentionally. ” he says, rubbing at his neck as she examines him. he’s choosing to ignore her honeymoon comment — even if she has a point — a small roll of his eyes in response to her instead. his hands will retreat to let her do her thing, literally able to breathe better once she’s got started. “ oh, yeah, ‘cause she’s marrying me for my rock star looks. ” kem notes, holding in another roll of his eyes. he’ll nod his head once she’s sorted it, fingers gently placed upon it to check. “ thanks. ” a pause. “ and thanks for being here, too. ” as his friend, his best woman, as someone to just reassure him that he’s worthy of being max’s anything. 

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mvxsinc​:

𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐃  𝐅𝐎𝐑:  @oofkemal. 𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍:  woodacre  barn,  dance  floor.

     EVEN  IN  MAXINE’S  WILDEST  DREAMS  —  of  which  there  had  been  quite  a  few  —  she’d  never  imagined  her  wedding  like  this.  as  she  sways  close  to  kem,  head  resting  against  his  chest,  she  can’t  think  much  else  than  this  is  perfect.  she  had  deliberately  asked  the  dj  to  play  the  slowest  song  he  knew  for  their  first  dance,  still  overly  careful  about  kem’s  wound.  she’s  probably  already  asked  fifteen  times  tonight  if  he’s  alright  —  and  he  seems  to  be.  he  seems  happy.  when  max  looks  up  at  him  and  is  met  with  those  sparkling  eyes  it  makes  her  wanna  cry.  god  knows  he  deserves  a  life  of  security,  love,  care.  that’s  exactly  what  she’s  promised  to  give  him,  forever.  

     max  closes  her  eyes  for  a  second,  taking  in  the  music,  the  scent  of  her  husband,  the  sound  of  laughter  among  colleagues.  she  opens  her  eyes  to  look  at  kem,  that  giddy  feeling  taking  hold  of  her  like  always.  he  really  does  make  her  feel  like  the  only  girl  in  the  world.  «  have  i  told  you  how  handsome  you  are  today  ?  »  only  about  a  thousand  times.

kem would describe so many of his days with max as perfect. he might even say all of them just for having the luxury of her presence, even if he knows that’s not true. they’ve experienced some of the worst days together, ones he knows he wouldn’t have got through had it not been for her, but this day with max — their wedding day  — is everything to him. 

max has gently torn down any and every barrier he’s ever had regarding love, how he wasn’t even convinced it was real before she taught him otherwise, how even if it was real, he doesn’t deserve it, and even if he did, it’s not worth the lies, hurt and regret that’s bound to come with it. it’s not something he ever thought was on the cards for him, to be someone’s husband, to be in love and to be loved, but loving her is so effortless, and so is trusting her love for him. 

he almost feels embarrassed for being nervous earlier when now they’re stood as close as can be, swaying gently to the music he’s not paying any mind to. instead he’s thinking about their vows, believing every word and not wanting the night to end. he smiles so easily because of her, no hesitation in how his heart will jump as she looks at him and his lips will curve as she speaks, pressing a kiss upon his wife’s head.

“ shall we just stay like this forever ? ” it’s a joke but only just. if it was possible, he’d stand and sway with max until the end of time, keep her in his arms forever and never let go. his nose will meet with hers, a slow brush of their skin before he kisses her there, staying close.  “ if we ignore everyone, i'm sure they'll leave eventually. " 

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shapiros​:

STARTER FOR KEM. ( @oofkemal​ )

– “HEY, GORGEOUS,” BLAIR SAYS, leaning up against the doorframe of kem’s room, it’s a little less than an hour before they’ve got to stand at the pond and admire max as she walks down the aisle. “ how’re you feeling ? ready to head out there ? ” 

is he freaking out ? no, but that doesn’t completely rule out being a bit nervous. anytime he feels nervous, he remembers max in any capacity and calms down, but the clock is ticking and soon  wondering about max makes him wonder perfectly normal thoughts like if she stands him up at the altar. can’t really happen given there’s not an official altar, and he doubts max would ever do that, but still.  “ does this look fucking stupid ? ” he points to his bowtie with both hands. it wasn’t stupid a few minutes ago, it also didn’t slightly choke him a couple moments ago, but kem’s been fiddling with it for longer than he’d like to realise. 

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location: woodacre barn / reception ♥ ​

status: open to all ♥ 

as he takes a seat, kem removes his bowtie, releases a couple buttons from his shirt and takes a sip from his shoot — it's that cheap champagne that's not really champagne at all, but asking kem to find a fault today would be near enough impossible when just a few feet away is his wife. 

he’ll watch max as she’s on the dancefloor, unable to prevent his laugh anytime he hears hers, bopping his head along to the music while he rests his feet a moment. he’s a terrible dancer — he would say the worst — yet all he wants to do is dance today. whether he’s bad or not, he literally couldn’t care less tonight.  

he’ll catch the silhouette of another only when they come closer, a warm smile on his features as he turns to them, his gaze slowly following. " you gotta invite me to yours now, it’s only fair. "

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chaseraynor​:

“You know what? I don’t blame you.” If the roles were reversed, he’d be saying the same thing. A humorless chuckle escapes the male’s lips, giving him a shrug. “Think you can sneak outta here? Death by hospital food is not a fun way to go.”

“ good. i don’t want to be blamed for anything today. ” he states with a nod, glad they’re on the same depressing page when it comes to hospital food. at chase’s plan, one that he already knows is not possible purely from the pangs of pain already present whilst doing nothing. “ you know, maybe... ” definitely not. “ i think if i can’t, plan b is you drag me out ? you think you could carry me ? ” kem wonders, actually curious now as opposed to whatever little fantasy he has about leaving. he’s a big dude and chase is smaller. 

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pinkribbcn​:

josie nods and gives kem a small smile. “ i’m glad to hear you’re feeling better. i’m really sorry that happened to you. ” she couldn’t really understand why it happened to him. of all people. she was always taught that if you were a good person, good things would happen for you and kem was the last person who deserved to be in the hospital from being attacked. “ well, i guess the main new thing with me is that i’m no longer living with my parents. i don’t know if you saw the newspapers but…they certainly did. ”

“ it’s okay, at least now i know for sure that i’m immortal. ” his shoulders will lift because there’s a bright side to all this somewhere, even if he’s kidding right now. his brows will rise just slightly at her news, then further once he realises what she means. “ oh, they kicked you out ? that sucks.  ” pretty shitty of them, really, but kem keeps that to himself for now, in case he is just assuming. “ honestly ? it’s their loss, so... they might come around. have you got somewhere to stay ? ”  

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shapiros​:

– “YOU KNOW, FOR SOMEONE THAT GOT STABBED, i thought you’d be a lot tougher, ” blair says, watching him wince like a little baby. still, her eyes linger for a beat, making sure that he’s not ACTUALLY hurt. then she moves on, taking her eyes off of kem as he delves into the nisa subject. she kind of regrets bringing this up, actually, but she was also kind of hoping that kem would validate her skepticism. however, he stays predictably passive. blair sighs. “ i think so ? i don’t really know her that well, ” she adds, “ but they’ve been hooking up for a while, so … isn’t that sort of how things got started with you and max ? well, after you saw her all naked and helpless, i mean.” soft frown tugs on her lips at the sort of desperation in his voice. “ you don’t have to. she just wants to help YOU. jeez, you guys are insufferable, ” blair huffs. “ she’s gonna be okay. all you need to do is get better. and stop staying up so late, ” blair teases, mischievous glint in her eyes. not-so-subtle glance at his crotch as he speaks, and she nods, “ okay. though i’m probably not the one that you should keep posted. i mean, if max is ever out of commission i guess i could give you like, a quick handy. but only because you almost died and i pity you. ” in short, not very sexy. but you can’t say she isn’t charitable ! 

" so i'm not allowed to complain ? seems unfair. i got stabbed. " and kem would like to say he’s quite good at taking a beating, but he’s never been stabbed, so he’ll bring it up for many years to come even if he barely cares. " i don't think she likes me. " kem doesn't think he's exactly on her shit list, probably not anyways, but they're a fair few steps away from friends. " yeah, but some people just hook up, right ? though if he's got a crush then… " he shrugs, a little i dunno humming from his lips. “ might be good for him. “ because if there’s anything max has been for kem, it’s good, and he’s not all too used to that — nor does he think jamie is, or hasn’t been for a while, anyways.  " but i'm okay ! i'm fine ! i'm ready to leave. " he’ll be just as adamant, hands gesturing to the door that mocks him as it knows he’s chatting complete shit right now. " she just looks…” he  doesn’t know how to say this without sounding stupid and obvious. “ —sad. " even when he manages a smile from her, it’s faint and fleeting and it hurts worse than any wound he’s had. " maybe i should've let christian get stabbed. " he scoffs. " i'm joking — that was a joke. " because he'd like to be clear. he shakes his head as she tries to tease him, whilst keeping him up now of course. " you're the biggest hypocrite i know. " he’ll tell her with a smile that’s too fond for his words, a laugh escaping through with her offer. " you know what ? i think i’m okay. i think i’ll live. thanks, though. means a lot. ” he shakes his head. idiot.

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jcmiesingh​:

“they thought christian was me? that’s the most offensive thing i’ve ever heard you say, kem.” the warning makes jamie’s skin chill with fear, but he’s not going to show that here. not with kem, who literally almost died because of the mix-up. he’s having trouble being as optimistic as kem– their being alive hardly counts if there’s still a murderous gang out there who wants their blood. “what did they want? what do they think i did?” if jamie’s being honest, there are quite a few potential answers to that question. “y’know, so i can ‘be careful’ more efficiently.”

“ i mean, some people might take that as a compliment. “ he shrugs as some form of defence for both himself and christian, though he should have expected him to make light of it. “ proof to do with you breaking into jerry’s.” kem has no idea what that could entail or how much of it was a bluff, but given how things turned out on the boat, he’s sure they’ll find out soon. “ did you leave something or… i dunno. “ he isn’t sure on what kind of questions should ask, what would be important and what’s just a waste of time. 

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lilahgordonreid​:

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Lilah almost laughs at that - like the fact that he’s thinking of how she’s doing, whether the party was good or not, while he’s the one lying in a hospital bed. But she stops herself, and shakes her head. “The party was great! Like, before everything, I mean, not the end part, but the rest of it. Woodstock seems… Really cool.” She’s not sure if she sounds convincing or not - it’s not like she doesn’t like it here, it’s just a lot, but this feels like the wrong time to say that. “I mean, I assume parties don’t usually end that way around here.”

he smiles, not at all convinced. at least he isn’t met with that dumb desire to defend this town whenever someone bashes it. “ it’s all right sometimes. “ he wagers as best he can, though woodstock isn’t exactly his favourite place right now. he’d rather be literally anywhere else. “ it really depends. though no one’s usually dies, that was kinda new, at least in my experience. “ he probably shouldn’t be making light of the situation but no one died on their side, and he’s the only one in hospital, so that’s a win for him. 

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martytsui​:

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marty lets out an amused huff. they know he’s just going along with it and they do just the same. “i mean, you got stabbed. kinda expected that you look like shit, just a tiny bit. don’t worry, though, i’m sure you can still coax some extra pudding out of a nurse if you want to,” marty jokes, playfully smirking at him. then, a short sigh. “it could also be just the added effect of your dad’s visit.” their eyebrows quirk up, looking at kem with a knowing look. she knows if she was bound to some fucking hospital bed, alone with nothing but depressing hospital decoration all around her and her father came to visit, it would do more harm than good. especially if left to her own thoughts. “it’s fine,” marty repeats with a scoff, head shaking, “i know that tone.” it’s nothing but a mumble, the way she admits to it. marty doesn’t have enough fingers and toes to count the times she’s said those two words without really meaning them. “yeah, no problem. i figured if there’s anything these fries are good for is being better than a ‘get well soon’ card.” with that, marty takes a couple of fries and takes a bite. 

they glare at kem, playfully so, after he imitates them and before sticking their tongue out at him. there’s a furrow of their eyebrows as kem tells them what happened. she scoffs. “of all the things they’ve done,” marty starts, leaning back on her seat and shaking her head, “they’re worried about, what, being charged with breaking and entering?” marty might do a lot of things that don’t really add up but at least she can admit when others do the same. “the dead dude started a fire at volume, i’d wager that’s worse but i guess he won’t have to deal with any of that, anyway.” marty takes a few more fries before leaning back on her seat again, head shaking as she process all that kem’s told her about. it’s strange, how most of the night ( apart from the gambling debt and that titanic-like ending, that is ) is recalled just like any other party would be. marty feels like she was at a completely different boat, unaware of all that happened. “but i guess you graduated from taking the fall for people to getting stabbed. at least you’ll get a cool scar out of it.” 

“ yeah, but i was kinda hoping to still... look like me, just stabbed, y’know ? i mean, my face is fine. ” he snorts softly, maybe that’s why he has been getting extra; definitely not max’s influence at all. though the amusement in his features will soon settle at her correct assumption, causing his gaze to divert before he, too, sighs.  " yeah. maybe…" he trails off, taking a moment in thought before his shoulders lift in nonchalance. “ he thinks he's going straight. not sure that i believe him. " kem doesn’t, but there’s a first time for everything. he’s not really had much time to think about it, but he’s already decided that it’s bullshit. if it’s not, well... he’d have to see it to believe it. he can’t really be bothered to be concerned about it right now, but maybe talking it out with someone like marty is for the better. he definitely wouldn’t want to be alone with his thoughts when he can’t do anything to escape them right now. well, besides breaking out of the hospital or something. that would probably distract him. or kill him. whichever comes first. kem nods at yet another one of marty’s correct assumptions with a grateful smile. “ way better, actions speak louder than words, and these fries are... ” he lifts his hand to form a little OK sign. “ —perfect, thank you. ”

“ they must know something we don’t, or... well, they mentioned something about proof. i dunno what proof they think they have. ” kem shakes his head. he doesn’t really wanna know, but if things are just bound to get worse then he’s got to prepare for it. to try and figure something out that he wants nothing to do with.” yeah, i don’t know if that’s less or more to worry about. ” since he is DEAD and everything... he’s not sure if there’s a bright side there if it can just be used against them too. “ oh yeah, well... fuck people. i’m never getting stabbed again, nope. i’m selfish as fuck now. ” he’ll state firmly even though he wouldn’t do it over or do anything different if it happened again. it's definitely made him start to revaluate some stuff though. “ but yeah, i think the scar’s gonna look pretty cool. a lovely little memento to remember all this by. like a free tattoo. ” 

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pinkribbcn​:

location : hospital availability : closed ( for @oofkemal​ )

weirdly, josie felt like she was in her element when she was in hospitals. maybe it was because she had been in so many through her years of volunteering through the church but when it came down it, it was probably because she had a soul that liked helping other people. and as much as she felt in her element, it didn’t sting any less to see kem in a hospital bed. she had convinced max to leave his side and get something to eat and told her she would watch kem. “so how are you feeling?” she asked him, as she sat down beside his bed. “do you need anything?”

" better, yeah. much better, thanks. " he smiles, sitting himself up slightly against the pillows. he's not exactly pain-free, and he wants nothing more than to get out of this town for good, but hey, he's alive. so he shakes his head at her request. " no, i'm okay. my appetite is a little weird now. " kem admits, more so she'll believe him since it's been so difficult trying to convince max otherwise. " how are things with you ? tell me anything, i'm sick of hearing the nurses' gossip. "

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shapiros​:

– “AND I WILL ACCEPT YOUR PAYMENT,” BLAIR AGREES.“ i’ve always wanted to object at a wedding. i mean, i’ve never been to one before, but asking if anyone has any objections just seems like they’re asking for it, you know ? ” it’s more about the drama than the actual romance of it, because while blair is a drama queen, she is not a romantic. there’s a difference. blair wrinkles her nose at kem’s suggestion, “ what ? no ! ” she smacks him. “ on nisa, dipshit. don’t be ridiculous. ” if jamie was going to fall in love with her, he would’ve done it when they were thirteen and her eyes still got starry and bright at the thought of the future. not now. “ yeah, that’s for sure. did you know she attacked a nurse ? ” blair says with a slight grin. “ it was hot. ” eyebrows tick upward at his suggestion, “ yeah, i bet you’d like it if it was her in bed with you right now instead. that’s just what you need, to pop one of your stitches. is it even medically safe for you to get a boner ? you lost a lot of blood. ” she will show max, though, if max wants. 

“ you’d think if someone felt so strongly about objecting they wouldn’t need to be asked, right ? ‘cause, yeah, they’re literally asking for it. ” he shakes his head. as she smacks him, his brows furrow in shock, tensing a bit too much at the impact and wincing through his teeth.“ i’m just-- i was just asking ! ” kem defends, and for some reason, he thought blair was above attacking a victim in hospital. whatever. “ ohhh. ” and it kind of makes sense to him even if he doesn’t say it out loud. he likes nisa, even if she is... nisa. he means that respectfully. still, the thought of jamie having a crush makes him smile slightly. “ good for him. ” kem says before he pauses. “ is she interested ? ” because it’s only really a good thing if she is. he wants to laugh but instead there’s a long sigh that leaves his lips to follow blair’s grin. he thinks about making a joke, but he slowly shakes his head, scoffing instead. “ i don’t know how to help her when i’m stuck in here. ” but he trusts trip, he trusts blair, marty, christian, jamie, even nisa. there’s no one at high volume who he wouldn’t trust to look after max. it’s just so frustrating that he can’t. his eyes roll at her question. “ yes, obviously i’m only thinking about my dick right now. ” he says slow, deadpan. “ but i actually don’t know if it is safe. i’ll have to get back to you on that. ”

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lilahgordonreid​:

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Lilah almost laughs at that - like the fact that he’s thinking of how she’s doing, whether the party was good or not, while he’s the one lying in a hospital bed. But she stops herself, and shakes her head. “The party was great! Like, before everything, I mean, not the end part, but the rest of it. Woodstock seems… Really cool.” She’s not sure if she sounds convincing or not - it’s not like she doesn’t like it here, it’s just a lot, but this feels like the wrong time to say that. “I mean, I assume parties don’t usually end that way around here.”

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“ yeah, i was having a good night, too. ” even with the anxiety of it all, and despite its ending — which kem still views as a good one all things considered —  he was having a nice time. now he doesn’t want to go anywhere near another party and can’t get max’s screams out of his head. “ it can be cool, sometimes. yeah. ” kem nods, though it’d never be his first word to describe it. “ it depends who’s hosting, really... “ and that’s not a lie, even if it is just said to keep the tone light. he’d tell anyone with a choice to leave woodstock as fast as they came, in and out, never to be thought of again. he doesn’t really know if lilah has a choice. “ i do expect a welcome back party, though. no fires or boats allowed. ” 

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shapiros​:

– “OH. OOPS,” SHE ADDS WITH A SHEEPISH GRIN ON HER FEATURES. blair pouts at kem’s insight on the orderly gossip, “ seriously ? ugh. well, next time you see her, eyes out for a ring. though nothing’s set in stone until she’s walking down the aisle, and i swear, she’s at least a little bit into me, ” blair adds, because she knows that, sure, she can be a bit of a slut but she knows when there’s chemistry there ! in fact, such a skill only makes her a better slut. “ either way, at least you’ve apparently got gossip around here to keep you entertained. it’s all dead dads and explosions over at high volume. oh, and jamie has a crush, apparently, ” blair adds, casually. she turns to her side at kem’s admission. “ well, it’s a hospital. you’re not supposed to like it, that would be psychotic. but, hey. what do you want me to do ? should i bust you out ? ” she asks, lowering her voice to a whisper : “ i’d do it. max would kill me. but i’d do it. ” 

" on it. i'll get you all the info. " because he truly has nothing better to do right now than be useful to blair. " if there is a wedding, i'll pay you to object it. " which he's sure blair knows it wouldn't be much, but he's rooting for her. at least if she was dating some kind of medical professional, he wouldn't have to worry about whatever she gets up to; like climbing through a hospital window. dead dads has his face scrunching slightly, only for her next admission to do the opposite. " a crush ? " his eyes narrow slightly, he pauses. " on you ? " he asks, brows meeting each other. he doesn't think so but he doesn't know who else jamie spends so much time with. if anyone truly liked hospitals, blair’s right, he’d have to be put in another ward. it's not so much the hospital or even the room he hates, more that he's unable to leave and instead has to stay put and just wait. her suggestion brings a smile to his lips, even if he knows it's not an actual possibility. " she needs something to do anyway, " not that max ever would kill blair. or anyone. " maybe show her how to do the whole… breaking and entering thing. " 

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jcmiesingh​:

jamie wishes he could be more annoyed by the fact that kem is asking if he’s okay after kem was the one who literally almost died. maybe jamie did too, now that he thinks about it, but he just brought that on himself. that thought, combined with the sheer ridiculousness of kem’s question considering everything going on, makes jamie let out a loud laugh. “fuck no i’m not,” he snorts. “not any more than you are, anyway. in what fuckin’ world would we be okay?”

kem's glad he's alive, glad it's him in this hospital rather than max, or christian, or even jamie, — despite the fact the latter still got hurt. " we're alive. " kem says, barely above a whisper. " that's gotta count for something. " and even if they disagree, kem's thankful for it. there's then a pause. " they were looking for you, by the way. they thought christian was you. " if it sounds like a warning it's because it is one. “  if they were pissed before, i... you know... be careful. “ kem says, dreading the fact if something happens while he’s in here he’d be absolutely useless.

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chaseraynor​:

“Uh, I’ll pass. Thanks? You probably should still eat the entire thing.” He figures he’s on some pretty heavy medications that would need a full stomach, even if hospital food is disgusting. “It doesn’t bode well if it’s worse than yesterday’s one.” This is his attempt at a joke.

" i think i'd rather die. " he says, only to make a face at the reality that that's clearly not impossible, given his current situation. so he does look back at the pudding with consideration before he snorts at chase's words. " well, if tomorrow’s is worse . . . maybe it's best to put me out of my misery. "