"k4nz! bro! look 4t th1s r4d mov3z! 1m 4bout to m4k3!"
"Latula, I'm a little 6usy, I w9uld like f9r y9u t9 respect my pers9nal 6usiness as much as i respect y9ur-"
A loud thud could be heard through the outside of the hive, cutting Kankri off his mini-speech, Latula had slipped from his skateboard, landing straight on his face with a loud yelp, of pain.
"L-Latula! 9h dear, g9d! Are y9u 9kay?!"
Latula rolled over his back with a pained groan, he had wounded his nose and his teal blood rushed down the side of his forehead. He pretty much just laid there, wiping his nose with a sniffle. "t1s noth1n' but 4 fr3sh wound, b4b3.. don't worry." He mumbled out, Kankri rushing over him and kneeling beside him with a rather worried face. He placed a hand on his cheek and turned his face to look at him. "9f c9urse, I'm w9rrying! Let me l99k at y9u- 9h dear jegus.. y9u're m9re hurt than I th9ught.. see this is why y9u must st9p y9ur skateb9arding activities, y9u're g9ing take seri9us damage 9ne day! And i'm n9t g9nna 6e ar9und t9 hel-" his panicked talking took a stop when the other simply kissed him quickly before sitting up and wiping the teal blood off his forehead.
"L1k3 1 s41d, noth1n' but 4 fr3sh wound, w4nn4 s33 m3 do 1t 4g41n? 1ll tot3z n41l 1t th1s t1m3 for sur3!"
"I- did y9u just-.. alright, fine, just 6e careful."
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FP: i'm not sorry for this. not a single bit- I'm innocent~
