call me maybe

[nomoneystillproblems]

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peter you human garbage

[lespedeza]

FROM: yamanaka.ino@cdc.org

Peter!

FROM: yamanaka.ino@cdc.org

You idiot, are you at Medical?

don't call him garbage while he's in pain you're the garbage one

[nomoneystillproblems]

FROM: parker.peter@cdc.org

yea

FROM: parker.peter@cdc.org

we're fine inp hange anjeand are on it

FROM: parker.peter@cdc.org

there's peopleonth e list that arn't here in the med rovert ples help them

don't tell me what to do

[lespedeza]

FROM: yamanaka.ino@cdc.org

God, don't worry about other people, okay?

FROM: yamanaka.ino@cdc.org

Just stay there and let Hange and Jean take care of you.

don't call him names?

[nomoneystillproblems]

FROM: parker.peter@cdc.org

i am

FROM: parker.peter@cdc.org

i'm serios this is bad they ned help

you're not my real mom

[lespedeza]

FROM: yamanaka.ino@cdc.org

I know, trust me.

FROM: yamanaka.ino@cdc.org

Don't worry, we're all trying to help.
Everyone's going to be okay.

[nomoneystillproblems]

FROM: parker.peter@cdc.org

k thanks

FROM: parker.peter@cdc.org

youre a good ino

[lespedeza]

FROM: yamanaka.ino@cdc.org

Yeah, I know.

FROM: yamanaka.ino@cdc.org

You're a not so bad Peter, I guess.

FROM: yamanaka.ino@cdc.org

Just STAY THERE.
I'll be around later to make sure you haven't moved.

[nomoneystillproblems]

FROM: parker.peter@cdc.org

k

[miraculously he won't be moving, what a shock]

[lespedeza]

[ He's still in the Medical Rover when she goes to check on him, stationed in one of the beds. She has a pot of bean plants tucked in the crook of her arm—it's a beansprout, get it?—which she sets on the small table next to him. ]

Hey, Peter.

[ She lightly smacks him on the side. Scoot over a little, she's going to sit. ]

[nomoneystillproblems]

Ow. Why are you always hitting me?

[Though he'll obey, scooching over with a light grunt because effort is hard.]

What's the plant for?

[lespedeza]

Because you deserve it.

[ Said quickly, as if the answer is obvious. (It is.) She doesn't take up much room, perched on the edge of his bed, legs draped over the side. He looks alright, she notes, though she knows he probably doesn't feel very alright. But he's working his way there, if he's griping at her. ]

For you, obviously. You're supposed to bring flowers, but I thought a beansprout would suit you better.

[nomoneystillproblems]

Says who? I'm a saint. [In return he'll (very lightly) flick her shoulder, because he doesn't put up with such stuff and nonsense from no one.]

Why a beansprout? Where did you even get a beansprout, I mean... [Peter's nose wrinkles and he gingerly leans forward to inspect it.

And then equally as gingerly aborts the effort with a grunt of pain, and instead just scoots a little more upright to squint at it.]

It's not a deadly Macha beansprout is it?

[lespedeza]

[ She rolls her eyes, but doesn't retaliate because he's an invalid and stuff. See? Look how generous she is. ]

It's not from Macha—but it did come from Dagger, so it could be deadly. [ Though, considering she's had it around for a few months and hasn't died yet—well, it could still kill her someday, who knows. ]

He gave it to Ed, and since Ed is useless he gave it to me. [ More like Ed knew she liked plants, but she tries not to give him any credit if she can help it. She has a rep to maintain. ]