|heyhey!! So, thehiatussofariskindof over. IwillbepostingtimefromtimebutIwilltry, andIcan'tpromise, thatIwillupdatewhenIcan|| this story is dedicated to creepypastachic87 because their idea was amazing
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With another day in the hospital, you were bored out of your mind. Doctors say you can walk , but need to rest a bit more before leaving, running, jogging, and such. Your stomach rumbled, and you clench onto your stomach. You ask a nurse for ((favorite food)) and a water, seeming too lazy to stand. She nods and leaving the room soon after.
A few minutes later, you hear a tapping sound, like a heal clicking on tile floor, but fast. You start to panic, but don't know what to do. You froze In place, hearing the tapping becoming louder and closer to you. ((I'm very dramatic in my writing))
Soon enough, a bag hit you face, surprised at the warm feeling if it "LOVE ME, GOD DAMN IT" you pull the bag off your face and look into it, seeing a bucket of chicken, and plastic bowls. You look up, confused and angry, and see Murdoc with his face twisting with some playful angerness (????).
"What the hell?!" You yelled at him, placing the bucket next to you on a stand. Murdoc walks to a chair next to you, sitting and sighing slightly. "What is this for?" You commented, pointing to the bucket if chicken.
"I knew you'd be hungry som' time soon, so I have got ya' KFCs" he smirked a cocky smirk.
"-and threw it at me..." You grabbed the chicken filled bucket ((??)) And sat it on the side of your bed, so both of you can share.
Murdoc and you started to eat, staying quiet for a few minutes and smirking. "Thank you for the chicken, Murdoc" and you smiled brightly. He smikred back. "Ya welcome ____" he says with his mouth full of chicken and you giggle slightly, seeing how funny his face could be.
((I had to make this one short because its 2am and in tired and anything))
