(✓) ii.| 𝐏𝐔𝐑𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘, 𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝.

[ 040 ] 𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐁𝐄𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆

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IT HAD ALREADY BEEN A FEW WEEKS SINCE THE SURGERY——lexie was a bit sore at first, but now she was totally fine.

she has been on her growth hormones again, and she absolutely hated it.

she was terrified of needles, and having to take two shots a day didn't help.

miles always helped her take them though, and timmy and iris.

not noah, noah just breaks stuff.

also, due to lexie not being on the hormones in so long, it made her extremely moody.

which was... fun.

"lexie come onnnnnnn" miles said as he followed her down the hall,

"no" she said,

"you have to take them! you can't skip!"

"i don't like needles"

"i don't care"

"bye miles"

"you've been doing so good! why are you scared now?"

"because needles poke your skin"

"no shit sherlock"

"i'm tired"

"i will have noah chase you down if you don't cooperate"

—

that was the conversation the two had twenty minutes prior, but at the moment?

trying to catch lexie.

"THAT BITCH THREW THE TOASTER AT ME!" noah shouted while rubbing his head.

"what are you complaining about?! SHE THREW A CHAIR AT ME!" timothee shouted at noah.

miles let out a sigh,

all of this over a fucking shot.

"ooh miles maybe if you lure her into your room by saying you'll fuck her, she'll come" noah cockily said,

miles picked up a slipper next to him and threw it at noah's head,

"OW! WHY DOES EVERYONE KEEP THROWING SHIT AT ME?!" noah shouted.

"shut up! where is she?" miles said as he began looking around,

just at that, there was a loud bang from the top of the stairs and coming down them,

Lexie fell down the stairs.

"owwwwwwwww" she said in pain as she laid on the floor,

they all ran over to her with concern, well everyone except Noah considering he was laughing his absolute ass off.

"are you okay?!" miles frantically asked,