~ Chapter 2 ~
Warnings: Slight blood
Third Person POV
Specs wraps a bandage around his best friends' finger.
"There you go," He states.
They smile up at him. "Thanks!"
Specs shakes his head, chuckling. "Please tell me you washed the cut before you had me bandage it."
They froze. "Uh..."
Specs facepalms. "Are you kidding?!"
"I have Chef Boyardee in my injury!" They dramatize, holding their thumb. "I'm going to die! Or worse!"
Specs turns to face his dramatic best friend, deadpanning.
"I'll turn into a beefaroni!" They exclaim. "It's terrible!"
Specs chuckles, shaking his head. "You're crazy."
"You love it," They fire back.
Specs shrugs. He wasn't going to deny it. He loved them like a sibling.
A few minutes later
They gasp. "Whyyyy?!"
Specs sips his tea from the chair across the couch from where they sat. "What happened?"
"I can no longer type!" They exclaim, falling back on the couch like this was the worst thing ever.
Specs rolls his eyes. "'Course that's what you'd be worried about."
"And you'd be worried about what?" They question.
"The fact that you cut your hand on a Chef Boyardee can, didn't wash the cut, and it's on your dominant hand's thumb!" Specs exclaims. "You might not be able to write!"
They shrug. "I'm can impaired."
Specs rolls his eyes. "You're dramatic, that's what."
They shrug again.
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I just did this to myself (the cutting myself on a can thing). I also still have a scar from when I cut himself on a different can a year ago. It's always an adventure with me lol.
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