[open] work and a baby bump

[laiso jade skelton]

So fed up what's with the scenes
Observe and leave instead

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When Hawthorne called Laiso up asking her if she needed some extra work while she was in town, Laiso couldn't refuse. However, she wasn't sure that the member of staff she spoke with had known about her 'circumstances'. Four children were a little more than a 'circumstance' she wanted to scream, but she politely smiled and laughed it off. She was grateful for the chance to work with teenagers, even the messed up ones. Most of the work she'd been doing at the hospital as of late had been in the geriatrics wing. At least at Hawthorne she felt confident she'd not have to work with an ostomy pouching system. Her morning started out slow, which Laiso attributed to a reward she was due for having no trace of backache today. Carrying three babies was hardly a dream on the muscular equilibrium.

The community at North Haven where she was living was ... interesting. At the store the other day Laiso saw a mother consenting for her child to buy scotch. The kid looked about twelve. Firstly, when did even the youth drink scotch? Didn't they go for 'cooler' drinks like vodka and jack daniels? Second, family morals were disappearing at a fast rate. She hadn't seen or heard from her husband since the divorce, presumably he thought that she'd cancelled the IVF appointment or it just hadn't worked. She didn't want to call him anyway, he was a liar and a cheat. Not two attributes she wanted looking after her children. When they came out. There was only a month to go and Laiso was pretty much the size of an average closet. If the infirmary was any smaller she feared none of the students would be able to squeeze in.

She sat down, wondering whether the infirmary typically had a lot of students come in during school hours. At the moment the room was quieter than a village. She almost missed having someone yell at her, in a twisted way it made her feel wanted. She hadn't felt that since the divorce, or even in the last few months of her marriage. Her face was firm, not a tweak of emotion would make it's way through. She had to be tough, just because she was pregnant didn't mean she was fragile or weak. Or vulnerable. No siree. No tears today, please, she begged her hormones. She hated the fact that she could cry on/off for hours now. There were many delightful features she could do without that came with being pregnant. She breathed a sigh of relief as she heard the door of the infirmary open. Thank god, she thought to herself.

This pity wagon
Penetrates my skin

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tags; Open
notes; None
words; Idk. Enough?
outfit;here
music; Chevelle - Well enough alone
credit;gabs of a different color of caution 2.0

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[hunter caiden jones]

hunter's nightmares had escalated a bit and it was probably something he should go to his therapist with but he rather them all shove something somewhere the sun doesn't shine. he had kind of ignored them for the most part. he had been taking cough medicine to hopefully sleep through it and that worked for a bit but that wasn't an option anymore. no last night proved cough syrup was not the answer to every problem. he tried to sleep and then next thing he knew he was hitting his sister and that thought scared him. his sister was his one weakness and practically the reason he was here anyway. it had been a long time, a very long time, but he was just as angry as before.

of course with the lack of sleep he decided to not go to class, he wasn't about to fall asleep in class and have a nightmare. that was not what he wanted, he much rather have one in the privacy of his own dorm all alone. though when one did happen..it wasn't exactly what he planned. he woke up angry and he had no clue what else to do other than punch the wall. again. his wall was covered in holes and things because of his anger.

wrapping his hand up he finally decided to go to the infirmary and maybe get some form of pain killer. he normally didn't go to the infirmary because he had absolutely no reason to be there. he had been hurting his hand many times that his finger were practically bent in all which ways but he knew how to wrap them. there was just a need for something to help him sleep and maybe pain killers would do the thing.

fully knowing he would get in trouble for skipping class anyway, he walked the very unfamiliar walk to the infirmary. to be greeted by a somewhat familiar face. hunter was not one who forgot someone's face, though he was one who forgot names and places. walking to the girl he smiled a bit, "hello." he had nothing else to say, now he had a new thing to do then worry about his hand and some pain meds.

tagged: laiso<3
word count: three seventy three
outfit: here
notes: sorry this took me long. this will be pretty later^^