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[tom_hanniger]

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voice;

[refrigeratormom]

Tom? I saw Gabriel telling someone that you got hurt.

Are you okay?

voice -> OFFLINE!!! :D

[refrigeratormom]

Sounds good. I'll see you in a while.

[It's about twenty minutes with transit, but she gets there and yes, she does have to ask a nurse. Mary knocks lightly at his door and moves in.]

Tom. [She doesn't react with the horror she feels upon seeing Tom, but it's a close thing. He looks absolutely terrible, and her heart sinks to see him like that, even if she knows he has nothing to do with Dean. It still affects something in her.] Tom... oh my gosh, it's worse than I imagined.

[tom_hanniger]

[He hasn't seen himself in a while, but if he had to make an educated guess, it would be that he looked like a mummy from one of those cheap seventies Halloween specials.

Tom has been in and out of it all day and sleepily lulls his head to the side when she pipes up.]

Heyy, you kidding? I'm hot.

[refrigeratormom]

[She chuckles and comes inside more, pulling a chair from the corner up by his bed.]

I'll just call you Miss Universe from now on.

[tom_hanniger]

Perfect. [He cracks a smile and looks over.] Where's your boyfriend?

[refrigeratormom]

[Double-take.]

My what?

[tom_hanniger]

Dean. [Duh.]

[refrigeratormom]

... [OH GOD WHY]

What? No. No. No no no no no. He's my son.

[tom_hanniger]

[processing...processing...processing. What.]

You're shittin' me.

[refrigeratormom]

[Nooooooooooooooooooo]

It's true. I'm from 1983 and he's from... [hold on a tick] -2009.

[tom_hanniger]

[Just. This face.]

I..shouldn't be surprised.

[refrigeratormom]

[Just. awkward and faint horror.]

Did you really think-?

[tom_hanniger]

[Tiiny lil sloppy shrug]

You guys seemed friendly.

[refrigeratormom]

[Dot. Dot. Dot.]

Oh, man. That's just wrong.

[tom_hanniger]

Sorry.

[refrigeratormom]

It's okay, it's not... a big deal. It's just surreal.