She is trying not to laugh, really she is trying very hard not to laugh but Stumplestiltskin is too much, it just is, there is no way she can hold back and so she doesn't she laughs with him. Maybe the word stump is just funny in and of itself and add that to some already pretty funny words and it is just too much. She probably wouldn't kill him if he called her that, at least as long as he didn't do it in front of her friends. Oh laughing hurts, it shakes her hand too much and so she has to stop.
"Yes, a blessing," if it means that she doesn't actually have to do any extracurricular actives for awhile, that will be sort of nice. Too bad she couldn't have done it when she was on winter break, then she could have had some real time off. Fuck, school is going to be hard with this hand. "I am such a fucking idiot," why didn't she punch him again? He doesn't have to go to school, she probably wouldn't have broken anything on his face, her hand included. She is regretting the decision to go for the wall. She just couldn't have him pissed at her for striking him in anger.
Her shoulders sag and she moves her hand over her face, her good hand, over her good face, for now anyway.
She doesn't have very long to wallow in self deprecation, the doctor pushes the curtain aside. Tall, tan, young(ish) and handsome. "I'm doctor Mcgraw, I'll be looking after you this evening." He gives a slight smile to the two of them and then helps Salome off with the drape of her coat. "What exactly did you do to yourself tonight?" He is carefully lifting her arm and examining the swelling and her reaction to the pain.
"I got upset and broke a wall, I mean, I hit the wall, I didn't break it." It's hard to concentrate, no ice, no furry, it hurts like a mugglefucker.
"Mmmmm," he looks at the red and tear stained face of Salome and then over at Richard. "I'll order some x-rays, I want to make sure you didn't break anything."
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Date: 2013-01-10 03:42 am (UTC)"Yes, a blessing," if it means that she doesn't actually have to do any extracurricular actives for awhile, that will be sort of nice. Too bad she couldn't have done it when she was on winter break, then she could have had some real time off. Fuck, school is going to be hard with this hand. "I am such a fucking idiot," why didn't she punch him again? He doesn't have to go to school, she probably wouldn't have broken anything on his face, her hand included. She is regretting the decision to go for the wall. She just couldn't have him pissed at her for striking him in anger.
Her shoulders sag and she moves her hand over her face, her good hand, over her good face, for now anyway.
She doesn't have very long to wallow in self deprecation, the doctor pushes the curtain aside. Tall, tan, young(ish) and handsome. "I'm doctor Mcgraw, I'll be looking after you this evening." He gives a slight smile to the two of them and then helps Salome off with the drape of her coat. "What exactly did you do to yourself tonight?" He is carefully lifting her arm and examining the swelling and her reaction to the pain.
"I got upset and broke a wall, I mean, I hit the wall, I didn't break it." It's hard to concentrate, no ice, no furry, it hurts like a mugglefucker.
"Mmmmm," he looks at the red and tear stained face of Salome and then over at Richard. "I'll order some x-rays, I want to make sure you didn't break anything."