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[explosiveart]

My head is killing me, yeah. Anyone have any cure-all for headaches that isn't supposed to cure hangovers? Yeah. Oh, and anyone have one of these? The back of my head is bruised and it hurts like shit, yeah.

My chest is bruised, too yeah. And my tongue has a cut on it. Any remedies for those, too, yeah?

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[paint_on_face]

I've got an icebag. But the question is: Can I find it? The apartment is more of a disaster than ever.

[explosiveart]

For all that is sacred, you better find it, yeah, unless you want something bad to happen to you and your apartment now that you've given me a ray of hope, yeah.

[paint_on_face]

I have a pretty good idea where it is. I think I saw it under my desk. It's probably having a party with all of those CDs I lost.

[explosiveart]

Then quick, boy, go fetch it, yeah.

[paint_on_face]

Hahaha, of course. *runs off to find it*

[explosiveart]

*holds head and silently counts how long it takes for the middle child to retrieve the ice bag.

[paint_on_face]

*comes back and hands it to you*

[explosiveart]

*takes it and tests to see how cold it is* Took you that long and it's still cold. not bad, yeah.

[paint_on_face]

What can I say? I have skills.

[explosiveart]

*snorts* Why's it smell like rotten meat, though, yeah?

[paint_on_face]

I honestly have no idea about that. I think the last person to use it was Gaara, so he might have the answer.

[explosiveart]

*narrows eyes at the mention of that person* I see, yeah...

[paint_on_face]

Yep, no other explanation is needed when Gaara's involved.

[explosiveart]

How do you put up with him, yeah?

[paint_on_face]

You know that whole 'blood relation' thing? That's why. I didn't really have a say concering whether or not I wanted some eyebrowless psychopath baby brother.

But if he asks, I didn't say that.

[explosiveart]

You never told you parents you didn't want any siblings when you were a little kid, yeah?