Warning: Language, allusions to sickness and a hospital environment
Keith: Can anyone else sleep?
Lance: No. For some reason. Idk.
Hunk: bruh. We've been on Earth for over 24 hours.
Lance: Can you even get jet lag from space?
Pidge: Maybe. Time does move slower up in space. That could explain some of it.
Shiro: Good point. I just had a nightmare, though. That's why I'm up.
Matt: Oh no... you ok now?
Shiro: I guess? I can't tell. What about you?
Pidge: Bruh. I wish I could remember. Maybe if Coran sends y'all screenshots from our texts 2 hours ago. I fell asleep afterwards.
Keith: Ok. Haven't heard from you specifically, Pidge. My mom told me that you still feel like shit, though.
Pidge: Oh. Worse than shit, dude.
(Pidge sent a photo)
Lance: HOLY SHIT
Lance: ARE YOU DYING
Hunk: Omg
Romelle: What going on? I have an 8am shift, so I just woke up.
Hunk: Scroll up.
Romelle: Ok.
Romelle: Oh no. Pidge, are you ok?
Pidge: I appreciate the concern
Pidge: but no.
Shiro: Do you want me to visit later? I'll bring sandwiches.
Pidge: Can't eat, but thanks for the offer. I'm sure Matt wants a sandwich.
Shiro: Is Sam with you?
Pidge: He's doing a crossword puzzle, so yeah. Matt hacked into the TV in my room, so he's been playing Mario Party 8 for the past hour.
Shiro: That sounds like him, alright. I'll be in at 10 with Jimmy John's.
Matt: Jimmy John's? FUCK YEAH!
Keith: gay 😒
Lance: shut the fuck your mouth. Emo.
Keith: BITCH
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FanfictionThey're home now. Back on Earth. But, at what cost? (Canon divergent to a point) (Direct follow-up to "The Edge") (Coran x OC) (Shiro x Matt) (Lance x Pidge)
