dear_mun | most tentative voicetest ever; constructive crit very welcome

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most tentative voicetest ever; constructive crit very welcome

You really have no idea what you're doing, do you?

... That's not very comforting.

Just tell them to go with the flow and they'll be fine.

You feeling okay? [After, you know, swallowing an entire mistletoe plant.]

That's not very comforting either.

Yeah, I'm feeling great. Almost suffocating was a blast.

[ And for the record, he still doesn't believe he was dreaming earlier. ]

Do you, uh...remember how that happened?

[What, you mean he doesn't have dreams about Stiles all the time?]

Not really. [ If he had to guess, it probably has something to do with the bar in his chest that's supposed to keep his heart and lungs from being crushed. The mistletoe part is beyond him, though. ] It's sort of a blur past all the pain and not breathing.

[ Those would be nightmares. ]

Would you believe me if I told you that hanging out with Ethan might literally be bad for your health?

[Really great nightmares, you mean.]

I really don't understand your problem with him. Ethan's the only reason I got to the hospital instead of just dying at my house.

[ Only if 'really great' actually means 'really bad'. ]

I can't say I'm all that surprised. Most of them don't.

Again, not very comforting. I'm in the hospital and nobody knows what they're doing.

Oh, well, if you're in the hospital. Shouldn't they know what they're doing there, at least? Otherwise we'd have even more dead people around this town than we already do.

[ He doesn't look very amused with you right now. ]

None of the doctors are here. It's a doctor-less hospital.

Sometimes I wonder where our hard-earned money actually goes when we pay taxes. You'd think a hospital would have doctors. In fact, if they have anything, they should have doctors.

[it's okay, Danny. She loves you anyway. Everything just freaks her out right now, it's fine.]