"Shit," He whispered. "Shit, shit, shit!" He got increasingly louder with each "shit".
Poppy sat, stroking her opossum/cat. Charlie followed Leon around the room in his fit of rage. "Leon," Charlie began. "You gotta calm down, bud."
Leon turned, furious. "'Calm down'? Yeah, my boyfriend's in the hospital, I'm totally fucking calm right now!"
Charlie sighed, pinching the bridge of their nose. "Leon, Perci's gonna be fine."
Poppy stopped petting her opossum/cat for a moment. "We don't know that--"
"EXACTLY!" Leon yelled, pointing towards Poppy.
"Pops, chill. Perci's gonna be fine, I swear. He's a tough kid," Charlie placed their hand on Leon's arm in an effort to calm him. He shook them off.
"But what if he isn't?" Leon had tears in his eyes. "Don't lie to me. What do we do if he won't be okay?"
YOU ARE READING
weird excerpts I might use sometime
Ficción Generali have a lot of ideas and minimal google drive space