n-no she isn’t… no she… *oh god tears why won’t you stop. he lifts his hands and wipes at his face* the doctor j-just came in… h, he said she’s borderline anorexic and h-her recovery is going to take seven months and she’ll need a wheelchair and physiotherapy and oh god Alice why?!
[Wow, that was a lot to take in. She’s anorexic? Seven moths!? and Jack was crying!!!] Oh Jack.. [She urged him to sit with her on the cot. tryng to find the silver lining of this situation.] It’ll be alright. [She put her arm around his shoulders speaking softly, trying to comfort him.] It may take a while, but the important part is that she’s going to make it.
*he tries to calm down honestly he does, but his tears keep falling. Jack shakes his head, breathing hard* i-i know, i know i’m s-so happy she’s alive b-but why did it happen to her we-we had plans and, and we were going to do all these w-wonderful things and now… and now…
Jack Maple 