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This is really embarrassing, but I have seriously sprained my ankle.
I can more or less manage, but I can't quite manage carrying things, opening doors, and crutches, yet. I can eat take-out and delivery forever to avoid it, but I need some help with the cat-food and cat litter that got dumped just outside my door.
I can more or less manage, but I can't quite manage carrying things, opening doors, and crutches, yet. I can eat take-out and delivery forever to avoid it, but I need some help with the cat-food and cat litter that got dumped just outside my door.
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"See, I'm not that old. Which side of the bed do you want?" he ask.
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He was okay. He was loopy and pain was there, though distance, but he was okay.
And a smartass.
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Blame the drugs, Bail.
Blame. The. Drugs.
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"Do you need more pillows?" Maybe one for his foot?
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He was back quickly, and he set the cruches on the side of the bed Ben was laying.
Then he kicked off his shoes and joined Ben on the bed. He laid on his side next to Ben.
"Better?"
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He wasn't going anywhere, any time soon.
This? Was perfect.