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Lance sat in bed, pretty miserable. His arm was in a sling, and still hurt. At least the cast was blue, his favorite color, and not something stupid like green, or red.
After getting home the day before, once his parents had stopped fussing over him, they'd started scolding him. So he'd had to apologize for running away. And explain why he'd done that in the first place. It was pretty stupid, really. He'd gotten fed up with his siblings taunting and babying him, so he ran away.
His siblings apologized, and everyone forgave it, but his parents still weren't exactly happy about him running away. Actually, the only reason Lance wasn't grounded was because they'd decided breaking his arm was enough of a punishment.
Ping. His phone dinged, pulling him out of his thoughts. Some unknown number had texted him.
> Hey
> this is lance right
Uhh yeah, he texted back, confused. who r u <
Keith
oh ok <
wait howd u get my number??? <
> You dropped this
  Keith sent a picture of a notecard. Written on it was Lance's number. He'd intended to give that to someone else, but forgot.
oh <
> btw, how's ur arm
broken <
  He sent a selfie, angled down to show his arm in a sling. It was actually surprisingly difficult to type with one hand.
> that's rough
yeah <
im fine tho <
wbu <
> Good I guess
nice <
i mean <
my parents r angry w me 4 running away <
but still <
> wait what you ran away
> is that why you were in the woods climbing trees at like midnight?
uhhhh <
IVE SAID TOO MUCH <
..but yeah... <

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