Cigarettes and Whiskey. || Chuckle Sandwich x Reader

7

After a while Ted was finally awake, since all of the adrenaline had worn off he began to feel all of the pain his leg was actually in. You got him another ice pack and some painkillers, which he just took and laid back down, doing his best to take the pain like a champ.

You managed to get a bunch of food requests from both him and Schlatt, Charlie wasn't awake yet so the other two pretty much answered for him. "Ted, do you think you'll be okay being here on your own?"

Schlatt glanced over at your a bit surprised. "The hell do you mean on his own?" He crossed his arms, leaning against the wall.

"Well, yeah. I'm gonna need someone to come with me. It's no good going alone, even in a public area. You're the only one who wasn't messed up by the crash." You looked at him.

He shook his head keeping his back against the wall, "But then Ted will be here alone. That's even worse than being alone in a public setting." He huffed slightly.

"Charlie is here too, though. They have each other." You explained with a sigh. "I know he's unconscious, but if he wakes up Ted will be here with him to make sure he's alright. He's got a phone, if anything goes wrong he can call us."

"I'm a fucking criminal, Y/N. You expect me to just go on some shopping spree?" Schlatt protested and crossed his arms. "I should be in here planning a bank heist or some shit."

Your eyes rolled as you shook your head, "I'm sure you did plenty of that last night, I found you asleep at your desk. I put the blanket over you."

Ted let out a quiet chuckle. "Aww, there's a loaf of softie shit going on here." He said with a grin.

"Oh, shut the fuck up, Ted!" Schlatt said with a huff, before looking back at you. "Fine, I'll go with you. Only because it seems like you want my protection."

"I never really said you had a choice, but whatever." You said shaking your head a bit, before turning and heading to your room to change.

You could hear Schlatt let out a quiet huff as he stood up straight. "Who said you made the fucking decisions around here, huh? Just because your father is a big shot doesn't mean you're one too, sweetheart."

Hearing him made you pause for a moment, you took a deep breath and slowly turned around, looking at him. "Do not fucking call me sweetheart." You said as you crossed your arms. "I don't want to be anything like my father. I'm simply here to help you guys out. So let me fucking do that in my own way." You said with a scowl.

Both Schlatt and Ted were a bit surprised, as you turned away you let out a slightly frustrated sigh. "Now go get dressed. You're dressed like shit."

As you walked into your room you could hear Schlatt whispering to Ted a bit. "Jeez, does she always act like that?"

Then Ted let out a quiet chuckle. "Only whenever you piss her off enough." He said stretching a bit, but then wincing from the pain his leg caused him.

Once you were in your room you shut the door and let out a quiet sigh, heading over and finding new clothes to change into. You decided just to put on something basic, just a pair of jeans and a hoodie. Once you were dressed you slipped your shoes on, before heading back to the main room.

Not to your surprise Ted was still on the couch, he let out a quiet sigh. "Schlatt's still in his room changing. Are you sure you wanna go with him, Y/N?" He asked a bit confused.

"I'm sure, Ted." You said with a small sigh. "He's not that bad, is he? Plus you and Charlie are hurt, I'm not risking taking you guys anywhere. Schlatt seems like he could use some normal-day activities anyway."