"Bianca, hey baby." He murmured when she came in, standing slowly to button up his jeans, and then carefully pulled the IV from his arm, and the heart monitor off his finger, and extracted himself from the rest of the cords and cables and tubes that he was connected to. At her question, he just tugged off the robe and reached slowly for his tee, looking up only at the tone to her voice, one brow raising. "I'm leaving. Can you pass me that?" He pointed to a grey hoodie of his draped over a nearby chair - he wasn't feeling so hot being up and about, but he knew that the longer that he stayed in here, the worse he was going to feel. He needed to get out now while he could, and he would just walk slowly, and take a cab, and he would be fine. -- RD Future: County Hospital

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Date Posted: Wed, Nov 02 2005, 9:57pm PST
Author: Gavin
Subject: "Bianca, hey baby." He murmured when she came in, standing slowly to button up his jeans, and then carefully pulled the IV from his arm, and the heart monitor off his finger, and extracted himself from the rest of the cords and cables and tubes that he was connected to. At her question, he just tugged off the robe and reached slowly for his tee, looking up only at the tone to her voice, one brow raising. "I'm leaving. Can you pass me that?" He pointed to a grey hoodie of his draped over a nearby chair - he wasn't feeling so hot being up and about, but he knew that the longer that he stayed in here, the worse he was going to feel. He needed to get out now while he could, and he would just walk slowly, and take a cab, and he would be fine.
In reply to: Gavin 's message, "
I drag you down, I use you up
Mr. Self Destruct
I am the needle in your vein, and I control you
I am the high you can't sustain, and I control you
" on Wed, Nov 02 2005, 9:33pm PST

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She frowned, moving towards him and pressing her hand to his wrist where it was bleeding from the IV. "Your out of your mind if you think you are leaving. You almost died a couple of days ago, do you realize that?" She questioned, her brow furrowed. "Matty was convinced you were gone and the doctors didn't know if you would..." She cleared her throat, looking away for a second. She wasn't so good with emotional breakdowns and she hated crying but she had been so scared when she thought she was losing him. "You need to get back into bed." (NT) -- Bianca, Wed, Nov 02 2005, 10:21pm PST

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