Mike: *follows him in, then walks up to the front desk*
*le talking to ze counter lady*
*I don’t feel like thinking leave me alone*
…

Mike: *opens le door for him agAin*
*concerned, quiet bean*
..

Mike: *nods and shuts le car door*
*takes Peyton’s hand, and slowly starts walking up to le building*
…

Mike: *slowly opens his car door, getting out and shutting it behind him*
*walks over to Peyton’s side, opening his car door*
…
*manages a smol smile*

Mike: *after a few minutes, he pulls up to the doctor’s office/hospital place*
*parks ze car and turns off the ignition, then unbuckles*
…
*looks at Peyton for a moment to see how he be doin*

Mike: *dey almost be dere*
*thinking and driving*
…
*"I just hope she’s happy… I hope she turns out better than me… that’s all I want for her…"*

Mike: *ssssstttill driving*
*if Fishy reads his expression, he just seems solemn and really tired*
…

Mike: *the only reason his mental health has gotten worse is because of all of the extra work he has to do to support them.. and now they’re going to have a baby, meaning he’s gonna need to get that better job I mentioned earlier*
*drive*
….

Mike: *bean has been drowning is his thoughts for most of ze afternoon*
*driving*
…

I’m done ✨

Time to go draw the Luca oc I made last night-

Mike: *bean be driving and thinking to himself*
*quiet, tired dood*
…

Mike: *soft, tired chuckle*
Peyton, buckle your seatbelt…
*le pulls out of the driveway and starts down the road*

Mike: *nods and slowly sets down the bucket in front of him*
…try not to throw up, but that’s in case you do…
*shuts le door, then walks over to his side and gets in*
*buckles and starts it up, looking at Peyton*

Mike: *walks over to the car, opening the passenger’s side door for him*
*looking down and being a quiet dood*
…

Mike: *nods, and slowly stands up as well*
*walks over to the door and puts sum shoes on, then back over to the coffee table and grabs le keys and bucket*
Alright…
*quiet man walks over to le front door and opens it, stepping out*

Mike: *"we’ll probably have to take the bucket with… god, I hope he doesn’t puke in the car-"*
*watching him and being a quiet dood*
…
*he’s in a tanktop and jeans, so bean be good to go*

Yeee ✨)

Mike: *stretches a lil, yawning bc he took a small nap, lol*
*looks at him*
…hmph…

Yus ✨)
We need to do more rps with Larry, smhsmh)
Because I love him and he is superior)

Mike: *quiet bean nods at him*
…yeah, but you have to get up first… alright…?
*sits up a lil, letting out a breath*

Mike: *hasn’t rlly moved from where he’s sitting*
*ze alarm that he set on his phone goes off, and he sighs, turning it off*
…
*turns to Peyton, and shakes his shoulder gently*
…Pey, wake up…

I just thought it’d be cute if he gave him a small nickname or something like that lol)