"What."
George might as well have told Thomas that he was a duck or a centaur. Disbelief contorted his face until he settled on a forced sort of laugh that was somewhere between amusement and confusion. Surely, his friend had to be joking. Clearly, it was just the other boy's attempt at a joke, stating the most ludicrous reason for bandages he could think of.
But why would a girl need bandages?
Thomas looked a bit lost, and it took an embarrassingly long minute before realization dawned on him. The bandages were where a woman's--wlekhwlekthwelt. Fuck no.
The teen let out a squeak, and he reached out to snatch up the nearest cloak he could find, one of their roommates, and he hurled it in George's direction, a silent plea for the boy...girl? to cover up more. This had to be a joke, an elaborate prank, a ruse.
"Are you serious?"
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By the awesome MJ <3
George might as well have told Thomas that he was a duck or a centaur. Disbelief contorted his face until he settled on a forced sort of laugh that was somewhere between amusement and confusion. Surely, his friend had to be joking. Clearly, it was just the other boy's attempt at a joke, stating the most ludicrous reason for bandages he could think of.
But why would a girl need bandages?
Thomas looked a bit lost, and it took an embarrassingly long minute before realization dawned on him. The bandages were where a woman's--wlekhwlekthwelt. Fuck no.
The teen let out a squeak, and he reached out to snatch up the nearest cloak he could find, one of their roommates, and he hurled it in George's direction, a silent plea for the boy...girl? to cover up more. This had to be a joke, an elaborate prank, a ruse.
"Are you serious?"
By the awesome MJ <3