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I did not cry when Padme died, I was just bored to tears, okay?

[NSFW] just_fck_me | 3.10 Aerosmith lyrics

3.10. Love in an Elevator - Aerosmith
Love in an elevator
Livin' it up when I'm goin down
Love in an elevator
Lovin' it up till I hit the ground

Co-written with shootslikeagirl
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It was a bad day. Jo hated when he had them. It was more than hard for her to watch her younger brother in so much pain and still immobilised in traction, laid up in bed when he was the sort of person who could probably be driven crazy for not being able to move. Some days, she really worried that if he was stuck there too long, that might just happen. She tried to do what she could to make him feel better, and some days he was great. They had a laugh, watched bad action films together, reminisced about the past. Other days, though, like these ones, all she could do was sit and hold his hand until the doctor came and drugged him up on morphine so he could pass out and sleep through it. It left her nerves frayed and her patience withered. It wasn't uncommon for her to snap at some nursing staff in frustration. Simon had been a patient long enough for Jo to figure out those who cared and those who were just there for the pay packet. She was just thankful to have struck up a friendship with Ailbe, the Irish nurse who had bent over backwards for them when Simon was first admitted. Jo had never been the sort to have many girl pals, but Ailbe was like a breath of fresh air and they had become close over the long weeks she was there regularly to visit her brother. More than a handful of times Ailbe had been there with a hug and a shoulder to cry on when Jo just sometimes couldn't handle seeing her baby brother sobbing in agony.

( But today, Jo was frayed again. )

notjustsammy and makeoutalright used with permission


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