2020-01-16 - The Man Can't Keep Me Down

(TXT to Enzo) Anne : are you still in the hospital?

(TXT to Anne) Enzo : i'm going to break out

(TXT to Enzo) Anne : Do you really think that's smart? Would you take me with you?

(TXT to Anne) Enzo : I'm sure it's a shit idea and yes of course I'll take you.

(TXT to Enzo) Anne : I'm sorry you're stuck in here. I didn't really think you'd get hurt. I wouldn't have invited you if I thought we were going to get hurt.

(TXT to Anne) Enzo : Don't be sorry. I knew what I was getting into.

(TXT to Enzo) Anne : Patrick's really pissed at me. That I went to begin with, and that I brought, and I quote, the one family member he actually likes with me.

(TXT to Anne) Enzo : Patrick's going to get over it. No one actually died and once he's done being upset, he's going to spend years making fun of me for getting my ass kicked by dolls.

(TXT to Anne) Enzo : How is your hand? Clayton told me a little bit about what happened while I was out.

(TXT to Enzo) Anne : They were really mean dolls. At least, I think. I wasn't there. The saws were pretty terrible.

(TXT to Anne) Enzo : They were assholes. They were not good friends.

(TXT to Enzo) Anne : It's still attached to my arm. The doctors said I almost lost it.

(TXT to Anne) Enzo : Fucking yikes.

(TXT to Anne) Enzo : It's good that you get to keep it, we're still years away from having sweet awesome robot limbs

(TXT to Enzo) Anne : idk, Hyacinth makes the whole artificial limb thing look fantastic.

(TXT to Enzo) Anne : I broke my foot too. Did you break anything? I'll sign your cast if you sign mine 😉

(TXT to Anne) Enzo : Hyacinth hasn't answered my text so I assume she wants me to be DEAD

(TXT to Anne) Enzo : or she's just busy and hasn't looked at her phone and doesn't know I'm in the hospital

(TXT to Anne) Enzo : Something something fractured my forearm, ribs also they shaved my head. If Patrick is going to be mad, he should be mad that I'm ugly now.

(TXT to Enzo) Anne : Maybe you look even better and he'll be mad about that instead.

(TXT to Enzo) Anne : He said he didn't care, you know. That he couldn't care. Then he fell asleep next to my bed. I'll send him over when he wakes up so he can yell at you.

(TXT to Anne) Enzo : When I grow up, I want to be just as bad at being emotionally detached and aloof as Patrick is

(TXT to Anne) Enzo : I won't be here. I'm getting out of the bed and hobbling out of here. The man can't keep me down.

(TXT to Enzo) Anne : I don't think growing up to be just like Patrick is something you should strive for. I'm sure you're emotionally broken in your own special way. Besides, I think he means it.

(TXT to Enzo) Anne : And I'd hobble after you but I need crutches and they won't give them to me. So unless you find a wheelchair, you're on your own.

(TXT to Anne) Enzo : If you don't think I'll steal a wheelchair, you're mistaken.

(TXT to Enzo) Anne : I know you'll steal a wheelchair, that's why I mentioned it. Room 502. Might wanna wait to plot our escape until Patrick leaves though, unless you want to risk getting caught

(TXT to Anne) Enzo : I'm OMW. What is he going to do? Wake up and chase me?

(TXT to Enzo) Anne : Find some more dolls to beat you up with 😉

(TXT to Anne) Enzo : TOO SOON ANNE

(TXT to Enzo) Anne : I'm buying you a barbie for your birthday. Prepare yourself 😃

(TXT to Anne) Enzo : I thought we were friends

(TXT to Enzo) Anne : <3