Sprace Chatroom {Discontinued}

Three

Race: thank you for worrying

Spot: you're awake!?

Race: yeah, I was just given my phone. I've been up for a couple hours now.

Race: they aren't letting anyone up here because of the possible shock it could send me into, or so the nurse says

Spot: too bad, I'm already on my way

Spot: I'll make them let me in

Spot: do you want me to text the others?

Race: I got that covered

Race: I should've went straight home, but I had to decide to go across the street and rent a movie

Spot: don't beat yourself up too much

Spot: that's my job

Race: ha, I don't think they'll let you rough me up

Spot: I'm here

  A moment later, Spot walks in and sits next to Race's hospital bed. "That was fast," Race chuckles, "I seriously thought they wouldn't let ya in." Spot shrugs and smirks, "I was able to convince them." "Oh God, Spot. What did you do to the poor nurse?" Race joked, but Spot answers truthfully, "Told 'em I was your boyfriend, and the closest thing you had to family at the moment, let me up real quick." They laugh, and Race winces in pain, "Hurts to laugh, good ta know."

  Spot's expression showed clear mischief as Race leaned back into the pillows propping him up. However, before he could say anything, a nurse came in to check Race's vitals. He stayed quiet as the nice lady did her job. He stole Race's phone without him noticing and went into their conversation. He deleted each and every message from himself during Race's little coma.

  When the nurse lady left, Race looks over to Spot to see he had his phone. "Whatcha doing there, Spot?" Race pressed. Spot shrugged and handed it back to him, "Making sure you didn't beat my highscore." They sat in an awkward silence, neither of them having anything to say to break it. They didn't have to.

  Jack and David waltz through the door and started asking Race how he was. Spot was ignored for the most part. Race would send him glances every once in a while to make sure his best friend was still there, all the while answering the two boys questions.

  It wasn't long until Spot said his goodbye and exited the building. His phone goes off, and he checks his phone.

Race: they said I should be able to go home in a day or two, just thought you should know

Race: Davey and Jack left

Race: the food here sucks, can you bring me some actual food

Spot: what do you want?