"Then try to relax, until you can." Marx said.

Preston took a few deep breaths, taking Marx advise and trying to calm down.

Mariella sat back down and leaned back, sighing.

Preston kept his eye on the door the nurses had gone into, awaiting them to say they could come in.

Marx began listing swearwords.

(Listing them like saying them outloud? or in her head?)

(out loud XDDD)

(That's waht I though but I wanted to make sure)

Preston looked at Marx curiously.

"Hm-?" Marx muttered. "Something wrong?" she asked.

(I'll brb I haz to go eat dinner!)

"Just curious as to why you are swearing," Preston replied.

(Okie dokie)

(I'z back!)

"I dunno, it relieves stress..." Marx shrugged.

(Yayz!)

"Really?" Preston asked, he had never really tried this stategy before.

"Yeah," Marx smiled. "I helps."

Preston desided to try this and listed off some swear words, "It does kinda help."

Mariella nodded. She then continued listing them, getting a dirty look from a passing nurse.

Preston stopped as the nurse came up to them, "You may go she her now, she's been asking for you."

Preston got up and looked at Marx, "You can come too, if you want." He then waited for the nurse to take him to Pheonix's room.

Without saying a word Marx got up and followed Preston into Pheonix's room.

Preston automaticly went to Pheonix's side. Pheonix looked up at him, "Preston?"

Preston nodded, "I'm here."

"How're you feeling?" Marx asked.

"I'm doing good," Pheonix replied to Marx, sounding a bit intoxicated.

The nurse looked at Preston and Marx, "The anestasia hasn't completly worn off yeah."

Marx nodded and looked over at Preston.

Preston stood at Pheonix's side, her hand in his.

Pheonix just looked around the room, babbling uncohearently.

"Calm down," Marx said angrily. "We can't understand a word you're saying."

Marx wondered if she should slap Pheonix, but decided against it.

"You tripped and sprained your ankle, then he came over and began yelling so we brought you to the nurse and she put you on drugs-" Mariella said. "That's about it..."

"Oh, I remember now, thanks," Phoenix replied before muttering, "Stupid drugs."

Preston looked at Pheonix, "Hey, would you rather be in excrusiating pain?"

"Good point," She replied.

Marx sighed.

Pheonix looked at Marx, "Thanks for staying, you really didn't have to."

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