@Fraust
"I can't draw right now, El. I can't use my shoulder." Jax pointed out, twirling the pencil with his fingers.
"I can't draw right now, El. I can't use my shoulder." Jax pointed out, twirling the pencil with his fingers.
(Or during, either works for me)
“Awe.” He said sadly, he wanted to help his brother but it didn’t seem like it was working
(Does Elliot feel a tingling sensation in his shoulder corresponding to Jax's bc twin powers?)
(Let's skip to after, I can't rlly write hospital stuff……for a few different reasons.)
(Okay)
Jax's arm was in a sling as they left the hospital. A quick x-ray had proven that his suspicions were right: his shoulder was pretty badly cracked.
(Hello?)
Eliot sighed in relief, he felt his own shoulder feeling sore but didn’t know why, now he did.
(I think Jax and Elliot pranking their family is pretty well described by that one vine
Hey, run in here and come get your juice!
person runs in and slips, smashing into the oven and shattering the glass)
(Having fun and breaking stuff all at once)
(Lmao yes)
(Where did the rest of our fam go? I don't think they'd be too happy if Jax or Elliot tried to drive home themselves. Particularly since Jax is injured lol)
(Srry srry Imma here Imma here!)
Evaline hopped into the driver's seat and Audrey rode shotgun, waiting for Jax and Elliot to get in.
Jax got into the backseat and stared gloomily out of the window again. The doctor had told him he couldn't use his arm, and that basically meant no fun until it healed. He couldn't draw, he couldn't pull off all sorts of pranks, nothing!
(Frens? Where hath thou gone?)
Elliot watched as the way to their house appeared
"What am I supposed to do, El?" Jax asked as he leaned his head against the cold window, a sad note in his voice. "I can't do anything."
(My fam died)
(No no sorry I was dealing with an anxiety attack)
(Oh… sorry I'm impatient take all the time you need)
(Are you okay?)
(I'll be okay.
In a bit
I think)
(Okay, that's good :) )
(Where's @FireSky ?)
(@FireSky ?)
Evaline pulled into the driveway and opened the door for Jax. Audrey got out and went inside to see if anyone else was home yet.
(Oh, hi! :D)
Jax got out of the car, looking thoroughly depressed. He went inside and immediately went up to his and Elliot's shared room, flopping down face first on his bed.
He hid his face in his arms, wondering what on earth he was supposed to do for however long the doctor had told him he couldn't use his arm. Drawing was out of the question, and he couldn't lift anything singlehandedly unless it was small and just a few pounds.
(Nat?)
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