I Forgot About Intake Paperwork Oopsies - Blog Posts

dewey is visibly delighted that someone responded, and they're beginning to explain what category the game was currently when they notice the uncomfortable way the other is attempting to write "oh, hey, hand buddies. what happened?" a pleasant smile, an easy shift from the almost manic energy they'd had moments before. yet still, they don't wait for the other to answer, already onto the next thing and offering out their hand that wasn't actively bleeding "y'want me to fill that out for you? i won't steal your identity— and i'm ambidextrous."

The hospital wasn't exactly a foreign place for Ralph ; for someone who had a habit of breaking nearly everything he touched, it wasn't unusual for him to get scratched up in the process. He was stubborn, preferring to take care of it himself when he did get injured, but he could not seem to fish the glass out of the palm of his hand today. Eyes lifting from the paperwork he was filling out, he nodded at the other's comment. "Oh. Nice, yeah, good to know." He tried not to let annoyance seep into his tone, frustrated by how much he was struggling to write with his non-dominate hand. "— I don't know what the question was, though."