@PracticingMedic He groans "they're just fucking cramps doc... Theyr enothing." He laughs it off and tries to stand, but the rest of him didn't want to stand with him so he thumped back down.
@PracticingMedic He shakes his head "no no I I just... Need to get back to my heating pad and." He stops and drops to his knees holding his stomach. "Fuck... Sorry I'm fine I'm fine they just...spiked.."
@PracticingMedic He has a hand on his atomache painfully.he nods. "Yeah yeah I'm new and I I... Eleven fuck. I've been trying to sleep since six but this fucking pain is just... Killing me man." He shakes his head. "I would prefer a gunshot atleast those arent as annoying..."
@PracticingMedic He jumps out of his skin. "Fuck! Hi! Sorry I hhah..." He catches his breath. "I was daydreaming again... Didn't hear you come in doc."
He turns the stove off. "Doc.... What time is it? I've been trying to sleep for ages..."
((Jules talking about medics: crazy boys just. Just crazy dirty boys. Boys that will cut open your stomach and stuff you like a taxidermy. Just crazy rowdy boys!))
@TF_Scout he shakes his head. "i dont have any surgery down there... or top surgery. all i got are my t shots and ive not been on em long..." he shrugs. "they just happen sometimes..."
@TF_Scout he rolls his eyes and nods. "yeah... i hate it i feel like theres porcupines duking it out in my stomach." he whines and nuzzles into his pillow more.
@TF_Scout Jules sat on his bed, curled up in his robe and hugging a heating pad to his stomach. He grunts in agreement and rolls over to face emily.
"sorry i just.... i cant move..."