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Meat opened the door to her house. She's happy to be home even if its boring without others. Before she could sit down or do something she remembers something. shit she hasn't checked on acid for a week. Great, this'll be fun. Oh gods please just say he cleaned some. She walked out of her home seeing Wendy outside. The two of them exchanged waves and meat kept on her way.
After 4 minutes of walking she got to 131's house end and there on concrete blocks sat a rusted over trailer. The window in the front is covered in duct tape from the inside. It's been broken since they got here but acid wont replace it. Meat just sighed and looked through her key ring to find acid's front door key since he gave her a pair. She finally found it after a few seconds. She's just hoping he's not on the floor again. Be in the bathtub, watching tv, something just don't be on the floor
She opened the door and god dammit he's on the floor- oh Flower is here at least acid hasn't been fully alone that's good. Meat: “hey Flower. Thanks for watching him. You can go home now. I'm sure your husband is worried or something.” Flower gave a slight nod and got up he stepped over acid and left. Meat sighed and looked at acid. He's curled up on his side in a fetal position. Meat: “Hey man. You good? Eat something bad? Did you forget your meds? Your place smells nice and there's no moldy food around here. Did Flower help you clean?”
Acid made a sound almost like a grumble. Acid: “I took my meds already I just feel like shit ok. Leave me alone. I don't need anyone here. Leave.” Meat looked down at acid and flopped down next to him. Meat: “Fat chance man you're my best friend if you're feeling shitty we both feeling shitty. Now is this hungry bad or is this hot bad?” Acid rolled over to face Meat. Acid: “both. I'm hot and I'm hungry but I just ate like a fat ass.” Meat got up and turned the AC on. Meat: “acid you did not eat like a fat ass- (meat noticed the empty pizza box…. Flower doesn't eat) -ok you did eat a lot. You hardly eat it's probably that. You'll feel better soon.”
Meat laid next to acid for a while and acid soon stopped with fetal position. Meat: “come on man lets get you to bed yeah? Yeah?” Acid looked at her and stood up with her. Acid: “I'm not a dog…. Yes I'm ready for bed.” Meat walked to Acid's bathtub and filled it with hot water. Acid stood behind her the entire time. Meat soon stopped the water and stood up. Time for the hard part brushing his teeth and getting his hair brushed. After a 15 minute struggle Meat got Acid's teeth brushed. Meat is currently brushing his hair out.
Meat: “see acid doesn't this feel better? No weird hair clumps anymore yay? Feeling better?” Acid is bitching basically about his mouth burning and his head hurting. Meat smashed him lightly on one of his ear fins to stop his bitching. It worked but he still grumbled as she brushed his hair out. Soon enough after 20 minutes, Acid's hair is smooth again. Acid took his sweater top off and threw it into the laundry pile.
Meat: “Hey your gills are looking better, not as puffy and red. Maybe your rub rot will go away soon? Yeah? Hey night man?” Meat lifted her right arm for a fist bump even if she didn't technically have a fist. Acid returned the gesture and gave her a fist bump. Acid: “yeah. Night. Have fun walking or whatever.”
Meat got up and walked out the door shutting it close behind her and walked back home. She finally walked through the door and just flopped onto the couch, hand running down her face. God dammit she loves the guy they all- well most of them don't hate him much? But dear gods. Maybe she could like trick him into seeing that therapist say its brunch and like carry him in? She got up and walked upstairs and went to her bedroom and laid in bed. She'll deal with it tomorrow, yeah. Tomorrow. Maybe she could even get him to eat breakfast in the morning too or brush his teeth willingly…. Yeah that's a nice thought fat chance but it's a nice thought. Meat soon fell asleep at least its peaceful here in 131.