#Superstore Tate

[filmtvtoday]

SUPERSTORE 2.11 | Lost & Found

Tate, get your ass out of my chair.

[ofkithandmckinney]

My Saturday Evening:

"I'm going to watch something NOT KITH-related tonight-- I won't think about The Kids in the Hall at all... ooh, how about some home-grown Aussie TV..."

"The reboot of 'Thank God You're Here' is on tonight. Nice. Improv with some Australian comedians--fun! "

"Wait. Wasn't Dave Foley the judge on the short-lived American version? So what? Back to the show..."

"Guest judge is Josh Lawson tonight, cool. Now, what did I see him in recently?"

"That's right, he played Tate the pharmacist...in...Superstore..."

"...alongside Mark McKinney."

"How good was this scene, lolz"

"But not as good as the scene where Dave eats dog food, when he guest stars in an episode."

"And now I want to watch The Kids in the Hall."

[eemoo1o]

Tate and Marcus should have been a thing

[superstorequotes]

Glenn: “Okay, quick question, I’m trying to stay relaxed today, so Jerusha gave me these pills that she got after her train accident, I just want to make sure I won’t get hooked.”

Tate: [looks at bottle] “Huh, Alprazolam. Good, good times. Yeah, it’s a low dose. Should be ok.”

[mooniehoneyrey]

𝑀𝑜𝑜𝑛𝑖𝑒'𝑠 𝑏𝑙𝑜𝑔 ღ

• 𝑀𝑦 𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑢𝑎𝑙 𝑛𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝐼𝑠 𝐶𝑜𝑙𝑜𝑚𝑏𝑎, 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑜𝑓𝑐 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑐𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑚𝑒 𝑀𝑜𝑜𝑛𝑖𝑒 𝑜𝑟 𝑎𝑛𝑦 𝑛𝑖𝑐𝑘𝑛𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡 ♥︎

• 𝑖'𝑚 𝑎 𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑜𝑟.

• 𝐹𝑒𝑒𝑙 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑡𝑒𝑥𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑚𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑦𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒, 𝑖 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑛𝑒𝑤 𝑓𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑠 ♥︎♥︎♥︎

• 𝑀𝑦 𝑚𝑏𝑡𝑖 𝑖𝑠 𝐼𝑛𝑓𝑝 (𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒𝑠 𝐸𝑛𝑓𝑝)

𝙼𝚢 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚑, 𝚜𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚖𝚢 𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚑 ☺︎︎.

୨ৎ────୨ৎ─────୨ৎ────୨ৎ────୨ৎ────୨ৎ

My favorite sagas

• The lord of the rings

• Star wars

• The hunger games (i have all the books to🤞)

• Twilight (waiting for the books¡¡)

I loveee Ahs

My favorites seasons are Cult, Murder house, hotel, coven, freak show and asylum (and all the others i like the same, i just don't hate none of them)

AND I LOVE SUPERNATURAL

• Also i'm a fan of a lot of stuff (what i mean is almost everthing), i really do like Star wars, the Kick ass comics, the lord of the rings, hanibbal, anything called "nerd" is my thing.

•I love cats, or any animal i just like nature¡¡

ღ

• I freaking love sitcoms The big bang theory, how i met your mother, Brooklyn 99, young sheldon, superstore, almost any of them ^^

I love every age in music, movies and fashion¡¡ (i'm to Lazy for finish this yet😭)

50s:in music Lesley gore, the flamingo's, Nina Simone and Jerry lee lewis, Peggy lee, the poni- tails in fashion (my icons) Audrey Hepburn, Marilyn Monroe, Grace Kelley, Brigitte Bardot, In films singing under the rain and born yesterday

60s: In music the crystals, the ronettes, the doors, the supremes, skeeter davis, and elvis Presley In fashion Twiggy, Sharon tate, Jane Birkin, Shelley Duvall in films Breathless and contempt

𝙼𝚢 𝚏𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎...: 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎,motley crue, weezer, the runaways, 𝚜𝚘𝚍𝚊 𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚘, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚘𝚛𝚜, 𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚎, 𝚗𝚒𝚛𝚟𝚊𝚗𝚊, 𝙺𝚘𝚛𝚗, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚜, 𝚏𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚝𝚠𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝙼𝚊𝚌, 𝙺𝚒𝚜𝚜, 𝚛𝚊𝚖𝚖𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚒𝚗, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜, 𝚔𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚎, she wants revenge.

(𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊 𝚋𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚑 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚛𝚗 𝚒 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛 :𝚙)

𝚖𝚢 𝚏𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚜 🩷 𝙻𝚊𝚗𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚕 𝚛𝚎𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚏𝚌 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝙻𝚒𝚣𝚣𝚢 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚎𝚛𝚊, 𝚋𝚓𝚘̈𝚛𝚔, 𝚖𝚒𝚝𝚜𝚔𝚒, 𝙻𝚊𝚍𝚢 𝚐𝚊𝚐𝚊, 𝚐𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜, 𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚕𝚎𝚢 𝚐𝚘𝚛𝚎, 𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚊, Joan jett, 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚊𝚐𝚘, 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚊, 𝚙𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚢, 𝚏𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚜𝚌𝚊 𝚟𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚣𝚞𝚎𝚕𝚊, fiona apple, Kurt Cobain.

𝚒 𝚕𝚘𝚟 𝚏𝚒𝚕𝚖𝚜! 𝚒 𝚕𝚘𝚟 𝚙𝚊𝚕𝚘 𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚘, 𝚊𝚍𝚞𝚕𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍, 𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚢 𝚝𝚘𝚍𝚍, 𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚒𝚕, 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜 𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚎, 𝚖𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚌 𝚏𝚘𝚡, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚏𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚌𝚕𝚞𝚋, 𝚌𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚢, 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚢 𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚑, 𝚊𝚗 𝚎𝚍𝚞𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚎, 𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚕!

(𝙰𝚕𝚜𝚘 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚂𝚘𝚏𝚒𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚘𝚕𝚊, 𝚝𝚒𝚖 𝚋𝚞𝚛𝚝𝚘𝚗, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚘 𝙼𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚎!)

𝚒 𝚕𝚘𝚟 𝚝𝚟 𝚜𝚑𝚘��𝚜.. 𝙰𝚑𝚜, 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚝𝚢𝚙𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚌𝚘𝚖, 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎, 𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚎𝚗𝚜, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚛, 𝚏𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚋𝚊𝚐, 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜, 𝙰𝚗𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊𝚗 𝚎, 𝙳𝚛 𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚎𝚡𝚝𝚎𝚛, Pretty little liars, supernatural

𝚒 𝚕𝚘𝚟 𝚋𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚜! 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚒 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 💔... but my favorites are the trial, the diary of a teenage girl, the stranger, anna karenina, Emma, anuarí, lady windermere's fan

♡To be fair this is just a silly blog♡ (don't take me serious)

I don't have many boundaries, just be nice and kind :) (don't be a creep)

🩷 𝑀𝑦 𝑠𝑜𝑐𝑖𝑎𝑙 𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑠 🩷

I'll edit this every time something occurs to me¡¡

[kiki-strike]

ugh why is tate from superstore so hot he’s so gross he’s SO gross he’s exactly my type

[thenanam0n]

My introduction ♡

- i love traveling

some places I want to visit:

usa (mostly california, new york), spain, thailand, south korea, italy (my fav country) (mostly rome, milano)

london, paris

- reading

fav books:

rosen und seifenblasen, the ballad of songbirds and snakes

fanfics: moonrise, sunrise (ikihiyori), training wheels (dyiansobrien), enouemently (enouemently)

- watching movies, tv shows

movies, tv shows I love with my heart:

superstore (100%), derry girls (100%), my demon, tomorrow, what do we do in the shadows (100%), outerbanks, diabolik lovers (not now, but I was obsessed with it for years lol)

the ballad of songbirds and snakes, harry potter (in start of new year), save yourself! (100%), jj+e

- music

favs:

kpop, pop, house (?)

tri_be (100%), 8turn, boynextdoor, new jeans

boys world, sofian medjmedj, no guidance (100%), ariana grande, chase atlantic (100%), tate mcrae (100%), ellise, melanie martinez (100%), inji, medison beer, lana del rey, doja cat

- games

genshin impact (not that much now), bitlife, candy crush, wordle, suit u (100%)

- random

cats, editing, writing, spanish, i have new aesthetic every 2 minutes, fashion (but I can't dress), cancer, i'm in love with multiple characters (lol), idk other things about myself

Fourteen going on fiveteen

[writingbyshiloh]

Quick!!! I have a cute idea for a Superstore valentines fic!

[mighwnt]

the guy who usually does my blood draws reminds me so much of tate from superstore

[ash4prez]

SORTING POP CULTURE CHARACTERS INTO HOGWARTS HOUSES WITH NO EXPLANATION

PT 1: SUPERSTORE

Amy—You already know my girl’s a Slytherin.

Jonah—Ravenclaw all the way.

Sandra—Cmon, obviously Hufflepuff.

Garrett—Imma say Ravenclaw.

Dina—Gryffindor definitely.

Glenn—He isn’t A hufflepuff, he IS hufflepuff.

Mateo—Slytherin! duh!

Cheyenne—Gryffindor, but only just.

Marcus—He’s such a Hufflepuff.

Brett—Oooh, i think Slytherin.

Myrtle—Hufflepuff chose her ngl.

Tate—Ravenclaw!

[eemoo1o]

Marcus is the best character

[superstorequotes]

Glenn: “Is it true we sell the morning-after pill?”

Tate: “We definitely have the morning-after pill. Yeah, right over there.”

Glenn: “Oh, wow. So prominent.”

Tate: “Yeah.”

Glenn: “Listen, Tate, I would never ask you to sell something that you were not comfortable with. So, if you want to remove them from the pharmacy I will support you.”

Tate: “I love the morning-after pill. I have to keep a couple boxes at my timeshare in Tampa.”

Glenn: “Tampa?”

Tate: “Oh yeah. Women love it there. You know what I mean? Yeah it’s a sick place. It’s only like 12 miles from the beach.”

Glenn: “Ok but, between us, could you just find a reason to take them off the shelf? You know.. um, maybe say that they’re, like, expired?”

Tate: “That would be a lie.”

Glenn: “Tate, do you believe in God?”

Tate: “Yeah, I think there’s a God.”

Glenn: “Yeah?”

Tate: “But I think he lives in nature. You know, the rocks and the trees and crap like that. Honestly, I think God could be a frog.”

Glenn: “Oh, brother.”

Superstore, S2E4 “Guns, Pills and Birds”

[skywitchmaja]

omg malia tate is in this episode of mythic quest! :D also the guy who’s young ch looks super familiar but tbh i just think he looks kinda like the guy who plays jonah on superstore

[imaginewarehouse]

𝐈𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞: Being the designated Cloud 9 Staff hospital visitor. So basically, whenever a staff member or staff member's loved one is in hospital, you're the one who has to go and take flowers from the team and see how they're going. 

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: Hospitals, injury, coma’s, chopped off thumbs, cut up faces / arms, dislocated jaws. I mean probably not much description of these things but its always worth mentioning. 

Marcus // Sliced off thumb: 

“Hey Y/N, your time has come. Marcus sliced his finger off in the deli; Here’s the directions to the hospital.” Dina flies by, handing me a piece of lined paper that I just manage to grab and not drop before she’s gone again, around a shelf. 

I’m sorry, w h a t- 

~

“Okay, hospital... reveal room 216, please... “Taking a deep breath in to calm the anxiety that hospitals generate and getting a big whiff of steriliser and bad food in response, I look around for the room in question as I slowly make it down a hallway. “213, 214, 215... ah.” 

The door’s wide open so before walking in, I just stick my head inside and look around. All the beds inside have their curtains drawn around them, so fuck. I don’t want to bother anyone! Slipping into the room now, I try to remember what bed number the lady at the front desk said Marcus was in, but struggle. I was so focused on remembering the room number! 

Before I can fully turn around to retrace my steps and, embarrassingly enough, ask the lady again what bed number it was, a slapping noise comes from the curtains in the far corner followed by a familiar voice cursing his slippery fingers and pudding. “Oh thank god,” I whisper, rushing over there and stopping just outside the curtains. “Marcus? Its Y/N, from work? Is that you?” 

“Y/N? Uhh, yeah. Come on in.” 

Thank god. Your heartbeat and anxiety immediately start to calm down and go in to find Marcus struggling to reach a dropped cup of pudding that’s fallen on the ground with one hand while the other, which is wrapped up so the stitches on the apparently re-applied thumb do not get infected, sits on the food tray hanging over his lap. I wince, thinking about the thumb in question and quickly kneel down to pick up the pudding cup instead. “Hey, stop.” I pick it up myself as Marcus relaxes back properly on the bed. 

He beams and offers his hand palm up. “Ah, thanks!” 

I nearly go to hand it back to him, before stopping just in time. There is something about this that is... not right. “I’ll just throw it away! No worries.” 

“Throw it away! ?” The ex-con’s (At least that’s what I’ve heard. I haven't really talked to Marcus- we tend to work in separate areas) face twists in horror. “But I’m not done!” 

I blanche. “Marcus, it was face down on the floor!” 

“Oh, pfft. Hospitals are like the cleanest places ever. They clean this floor all the time.” Is this boy trying to justify eating floor pudding, to me? I just... I just don’t really know what to say, here. What? I blink. 

“... Yeah, but.. it still touched... the floor.” What information is he missing?? 

“Yeah, but... its clean.” He laughs, shaking his head and grinning like I’m so dumb and he’s so smart... and I just leave the little curtain room and throw the thing away. No, no, no. No. “Hey!” He calls after me far too loudly for hospital room, even if he is one of the patients, which makes me wince. 

“Shh!” I press a finger in front of my lips when I get back, getting into the chair by his bed. Immediately, Marcus humbles and covers his mouth with his good hand, looking guilty. “Besides, bro, you have already lost a thumb today, do you want to get your stomach pumped also? Is your health insurance that good??” 

As I roll my eyes and move on, looking around the area for something to do or talk about, Marcus sighs but admits that its not that great... but is revealed to be pouting when I look back at him again. Oh for goodness sake. This guy is from prison? This guy?? Did I get the facts right? 

Sighing, I push out of the chair and drop my jacket on the back. “Do you want me to go get you a new pudding?” 

“Yes please.” 

Jerry (Sandra) // Coma induced by flying mailbox:

“Knock knock,” I call, holding my jacket nervously in front of my body and rapping my knuckles gently against the doorway to the hospital room. Multiple beds are inside, one of which is surrounded by a curtain so you can assume someone over there is sleeping- hence the quiet voice I’m using.

Sandra, sitting by the bed closest to the door turns around when she hears it and twists around in his her seat to look at me - not letting go of or moving Jerry’s hand, which causes her body to look very uncomfortable all twisted so I move around to the other side of the bed so she can sit like a normal person again, - , face brightening immediately. God, hospitals are so awkward. My finger tips are freezing. “Oh, hi! Thanks for coming.”

“Of course! How is everything?” Chewing the inside of my cheek, I look over Jerry’s comatose body with my eyebrows knit together in worry. Looking at him, you could absolutely be fooled that he’s just sleeping... but there’s something far too put-together about how he’s laying - flat on his back with his arms carefully laid at his sides, like a corpse, - that just isn't so casual. “Hey, Jerry.” I whisper firmly, patting his shoulder before setting down the vase of flowers carefully on the nightstand. I look back up at Sandra, tilting my head sympathetically. “Is he doing okay...?” 

“Aw, the doctor says he’ll... probably,” A look of unsureness passes Sandra’s face momentarily and my worry increases, but she quickly brushes it away again and moves forward. “... be okay. Um, I read that talking to him can improve his condition and maybe wake him up! So I’ve been, uh, telling him about the store and reading to him... Sometimes he shifts!” 

“Really?” Oh, that sounds so good! Remembering suddenly that the flowers aren't all that I brought, I make an ‘oh!’ sound and turn to my bag to dig out the second thing and hold it up nervously for Sandra to look at.  “I read that too! So, um, I brought the first Harry Potter book? I dunno if y’all even like Harry Potter, but I thought it was a pretty safe bet, haha. Magical, you know? Entertain him a bit, as he’s just laying there- and you too! Since, you know, you’re just sitting there by him the whole time... I thought we could read it to him for a while! I mean, if you want. I can leave, instead, if you wanna be alone with him- “ 

Quickly her eyes blow wide open and she quickly shakes her head. “No no! Um, that sounds great.” The beautiful big smile on her face is enough for me to gain enough confidence to go and get a chair from beside an empty bed and settle down on Jerry’s other side. We’re doing this, then. Here we go. “Thank you for this, Y/N.” 

“Don’t even worry about it, I’m happy to.” I grin, opening up the book as Sandra’s shoulders relax and she gets ready to listen, holding Jerry’s hand with both of hers now and looking carefully, gently at his face. So gently it makes my chest hurt just looking at it. Oh my god, she’s so in love. 

You better wake up, Jerry. I think, flashing his unconscious body a serious look as I open the Philosophers Stone. “Now, Jerry, I hope you haven't read this already but... here we go. Hogwarts here we come.” 

Justine // Dislocated jaw: 

“Justine, honey, what happened?? And why are we at a vet?” As soon as I see the blonde, sitting there with a jaw brace and soft cotton mounds stuffed in her cheeks, sitting in the backroom of a veterinarians office, the words tumble out of me as the worry builds to a nearly unmanageable amount. Jesus Christ! “Oh- can you talk? Should we text?” 

Sadly, she nods and picks up her phone so I do the same, sitting down next to her and laying my jacket down over my lap. 

Justine: Things got a bit w e t for me, if you know what I mean~ (; LOL

Slowly I look up at her, and just raise an eyebrow; Unamused. This is not the time for jokes, sweetheart. Your jaw might get wired shut! She huffs, a muffled sound now due to the cotton in her mouth and returns to typing on her phone. 

Justine: OK. I slipped on a spill at work. 

My eyebrows knit together this time, reading that and shove my phone between my thighs before turning to her and patting her shoulder. “Oh, jeez... I’m sorry. That’s horrible. Does it still hurt?” 

Justine nods, whimpering like a puppy, and my heart just about dies in my chest. Oh, that’s so awful. This is worse then visiting Jerry; At least he isn't in pain! And Sandra cheers up when I get there so that’s not too awful either... But here’s poor Justine and there’s dried blood on her lips and dried mystery liquid on the front of her shirt and I just want to hug her until she feels better... but in her condition, I doubt that would help. Still, I wrap my arm around her and take out my phone again as she bows her head. “What’s the next step? When is the, uh, doctor, going to be in for the surgery?” 

Justine: A couple of minutes. She’s putting down a rabbit.

“Oh... “ I wince, reminded that this is a v e t. 

Justine: Yeah... 

“Well, I’ll be here waiting for you okay? I’ve got Brett covering for me for the rest of the day, and... “ I hold up my phone and wiggle it to draw attention to the screen, a twinkle of mischief in my eyes. “When you get out, some of the guys were lifting heavy stuff earlier while you were being rushed here, and I snuck some good pictures for you.” She brightens up a bit at that, making me giggle. “Annnd, I also brought this!” From under my jacket, I reveal the book she was reading that she left in her locker when she left. 

That really cheers her up, as she takes it from me and hugs it to her chest, closing her eyes and sighing with relief. 

Isaac // Cut up face and arms due to ninja warrior table jumping: 

I sit down in the hospital room and settle in, propping a pillow properly behind my back and setting my phone on the bedside table. This is all muscle memory now, basically. Especially with Isaac. “Heyy, Isaac. So what is this- our 6th hospital visit this year? And its... April? What drug was it this time?” 

“No drug.” He huffs, sitting on the bed with his legs dangling off the side, seemingly ready to escape at any given chance. “Marcus dared me to jump on a table and I fell off of it... into a vending machine... face first... ” 

My jaw drops and my eyes widen, looking at him firmly. There are cuts all over Isaac’s face and forearms! Jesus... Then I notice some weird gook on some of them that are on his face, and get confused. With my eyebrows knitted together, I get up out of my seat again and peer a little closer at them. Is that... glue? “Have you had any medical attention yet?” 

“No... “ He sighs. “That was the chemist. He tried to superglue my cuts closed, back at the store.” Fucking Tate. “I didn’t mind, really- cheaper then a hospital visit, right? But then he got his glove stuck on my face” -FUCKING TATE- “and Amy made him stop.” 

Leaning back to access his frowny, disappointed expression, I give him a confused face. “... bummer?” 

“Yeah, I know.” 

Oh boy. 

You // Broken leg:

"Woah- " I gasp out, when Isaac helps me up to my feet from the hospital bed- he's as strong as he looks and I still didn't expect it. Flashing him a nervous smile, because he really doesn't need to be here for me if he doesn't want to be, I pick up my crutches and fit them under my arms- being very, very careful about my leg. "Thank you!"

"Don't worry about it... " He begs, and I nod. Okay. Turning from him I look for my bag to sling it over my shoulder, as I'm leaving the hospital today - no way in hell am I staying longer, unnecessarily. This is the dearest hotel franchise in America, - , just to find Sandra with it already carefully set over her shoulder. My eyes widen and my mouth falls open slightly in an 'oh' shape.

Quickly gathering my senses - I'm still pretty hopped up on the pain med's they gave me, so I'm not totally myself, - , I shake my head and give yet another nervous smile. "Sandra that's okay, I can carry it!- "

"Nope." She shakes her head, sternly, heading past Justine to the door. "The least I can do is carry your bag to the car."

"Yeah! And I'm driving you home- So don't get any idea's, home girl." Justine perks up, smiling but giving me her own version of a stern look. My shoulders drop as I knit my brows together.

They're being way too nice! I just broke my leg- I didn't solve world hunger or anything!- "You don't need to!- "

"What other option do you have?" Isaac cuts me off this time, and I pout, looking up at him. Well...

"Yeah, are you going to order an Uber?" That was the plan... Which I don't say, of course, but am pretty sure they get the gist by my guilty expression. Sandra huffs, rolling her eyes and shaking her head. "Ridiculous."

"Those things cost way too much!!" Justine exclaims, looking horrified to Isaac, who nods.

His eyes light up a bit. "I could get you pure cocaine with that money." Justine nods along, eagerly, as if she has ever tried even a lick of cocaine, and I immediately shake my head.

"Now, that's really alright. Thanks for the offer, though."

As I'm resigning myself to all this, for it really is lovely of them, Marcus suddenly rushes past Sandra and into the room, a tray in his hands. I raise my brows as he stops in front of me, breathing heavily.

Then my eyes widen at what's on the tray, as Isaac and Justine reach over to take from it but Marcus pulls it clean away from them, immediately. "Hey! Back off, these aren't for you!"

Sighing, Isaac whines. "Come on, man... "

"I need sustenance!" Justine insists, over-dramatic as always.

"Yeah, well, break your leg and maybe you'll get some." Marcus tells them, holding the tray away from them, between just him and I.

The tray is full of those little puddings - a.k.a the only good thing about being at the hospital,- they give you with your meals here. All different flavours, too! "Marcus where did you get all these... ?"

Oh wait- Don't tell me-

"Ah, just off those rolling shelf trolley's they use to move all the meals from the kitchens." He shrugs, grinning proudly - stupidly, - at me like he didn't just steal a whole hallway of sick people's puddings. Sandra actually facepalms, behind him, as I just try to come up with an appropriate verbal response to that. The man committed a crime for me!

Uh... "Thank you!... B-" Just as I'm starting on that 'But', Marcus turns away from me with a pleased smile and goes over to Sandra, unzipping my bag as she holds it and gesturing Isaac over to help him stuff all the pilfered puddings away in there so they can sneak them out.

I cant help the awkward, laughing smile that slithers across my face, looking to Jerry standing silently in the corner. Sighing, I stretch and shake my head. Whatever.

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I am in love with t w o more idiots. I do not make the rules but g o d d a m n i t, I would like to have a talk with who does.