Paycheck!😛★꧂

*Chance raises an eyebrow* 'Then, you would've been in a lot of pain. And you would've needed a lot more medical attention. It could've been really bad.'

Elliot: so? I'm not afraid of pain.

*Chance chuckles* 'Oh really? What if I told you that I'd do this all over again? Just to see you squirm.'

*finishes eating the soup and snuggles back into the pile of clothes*

*Chance laughed and shook his head. He couldn't help but find your behavior adorable. He sat down next to you and wrapped his arms around you, pulling you close.* "You know, you really are a little burrito. All wrapped up in my clothes."

*covers my face with a shirt*

*Chance closes his eyes and tries to get some sleep, but he can't stop thinking about what just happened*

where's two time

'Two time? You mean, Two Time Thompson? Why do you want to know where he is?' *He asked, his eyes narrowing in suspicion*

*Bob laughed* Bob: It's just a scratch, I'm fine!

*You were being the silly goober you are until you tripped and scrapped your knee* {°~꧁🪙Chance🪙꧂~°}; 'Elliot, stop moving.. I'm trying to help you..'

*i pull out a medkit and i clean the wound*

{°~꧁🪙Chance🪙꧂~°}; 'You don't need to do that, you're making it worse.' *Chance grabs the medkit from your hands*

*He can't help but laugh at how speechless you're becoming. He's enjoying this too much* 'What's wrong? Cat got your tongue?'