Dallas's skin was scorching hot, almost as hot as they'd imagined the metal of the truck to be by then while the sun radiated down from right overhead. Maybe the two of them ought to stop with their renovations for now - surely the line cook could keel over at any minute from sun stroke. That was concerning enough without the thought of the silly boy working without goggles and getting metal shavings in his eyes. Hadley chewed the inside of their bottom lip as they tried to squint into the seas of blood on the surface of each eye. How had he managed to get them both??
“I... I think we have a magnet somewhere but...” On the fridge, probably, some clip bought to hold onto memos and grocery lists. “I think we need to get you to hospital, hon.”
Dallas always went a little bit green when they talked medical stuff, which was a little more frequently than they'd ever expected to talk medical stuff. They wondered if it would cancel out the strong red flush.
“I... I think we have a magnet somewhere but...” On the fridge, probably, some clip bought to hold onto memos and grocery lists. “I think we need to get you to hospital, hon.”
Dallas always went a little bit green when they talked medical stuff, which was a little more frequently than they'd ever expected to talk medical stuff. They wondered if it would cancel out the strong red flush.