Principal: -picks up Playtime- Let’s just lay her down on our towel..

Baldiiiiiiii

Janitor: ...CHECK AND SEE IF SHE IS IF YOUR SO SURE!

: She’s...alive. She just, not waking up yet. She might be knocked out because of most of her blood loss.

Principal

Janitor: SHUT UP LIZZY! DONT SAY THAT YET!

I’m currently charging mine and doing it. Also, we went along a lot kinda.

Janitor: Check her pulse. // Principal: O-Okay...-checks pulse-

: No..not yet..

Principal

Janitor: KENNITH! Is she awake?!

Playtime: Aw! Thank you :D

Janitor: -runs back over to beach-

Janitor: -facepalm- fine. Have it your way.

Janitor: just don’t say a fucking word to Kennith. It’s his daughter.

Janitor: -gets her off of freeway- look. Don’t do that. Just stay over here and hope she wakes up.

Janitor: you hurt her for no GOD DAMN reason.

Janitor: -looks at Lizzy- YOU did that. Didn’t you fucking tell?

Principal: -starts sobbing uncontrollably- C’mon! Please! Please just wake up Millie! PLEASE!