<Wade>
hey dad
<SteveFucker666>
never call me that again ever or I will find a way to kill you
<Wade>
good luck with that. I've been trying for years
<Wade>
anyways I know we are not besties but we are close enough
<SteveFucker666>
we are not
<Wade>
are so and we bonded whilst looking for my kidnapped boyfriend. and he is actualy why i'm messaging you
<Wade>
because something is clearly wrong
<SteveFucker666>
what happened
<Wade>
like very recently he's just been really mood swingy and he gets mad and then he's crying or he doesn't know why he was mad but he was mad literally ten minutes ago, and it's just concerning. he's also fallen asleep on the floor which he never does
<Wade>
anyways I think maybe he's too stressed which may be partially my fault so maybe I could bring him by and you could make sure he's okay and maybe he/we could stay there for a bit if that would be okay
<SteveFucker666>
can you go to his bathroom?
<Wade>
yep
<Wade>
what am I lookin for
<SteveFucker666>
okay you know the medicine cabinet
<Wade>
yes
<SteveFucker666>
open it and tell me what's in it
<Wade>
a lot of stuff okay i'm not listing that
<Wade>
<Wade>
there it is
<SteveFucker666>
are any of those bottles a prescription for Zyprexa
<Wade>
nope
<SteveFucker666>
under the sink?
<Wade>
<Wade>
no Zyprexa under there either
<SteveFucker666>
and I don't suppose there are any marks on the calendar concerning his hrt schedule
<Wade>
no who the fuck has a calendar anymore old man
<Wade>
OH SHIT
<Wade>
that could be a problem
<Wade>
I forgot he had to do that
<SteveFucker666>
wake peter up now
<Wade>
uh....
<SteveFucker666>
swear to god wade. immortality is fragile
<Wade>
again, no it's not, trust me