Yes, it was a problem, yes, but this was getting ridiculous.
For the past week, Thomas has been very accident prone. He's running into walls, dropping his phone on his face, kicking everything and constantly. Stepping. On. Legos!
I'm only complaining, because as his personality aspects, we experience his problems and thus, getting the same injuries he does.
By now, none of us can hardly walk. He twisted his ankle running. We can hardly write. He sprained his wrist. We've had so many headaches. He keeps hitting his head getting up from under tables and desks.
Its getting worse and worse.
Though, only one of us could heal ten times faster and that was Morality. As the parental figure, he's the one who care for everyone, and their health. He could heal us instantly, but it'd take so much out of him and could risk him fading.
We didn't want that so we had to wait and use normal remedies.
~le time skip~
Its been another week and the pain has been going down.
Only to be brought back in a large amount all at once.
Today, Thomas was recording a short, but this one required him being on the roof. In attempt to complete it, the fell off and broke his arm and wrist. Thankfully, it was his right arm and wrist.
He was immediately rushed to the hospital and was given his sling.
This was something we'd have to get used to over the next two months.
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I'm sorry its so short. Its such a simple prompt and I didn't know what to do.
Sorry.
Goodbye smol sprinklets!
Sprinkles out!
