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The EMTs were hard at work, while Hermes sat inside the car, flicking the vent of the AC up and down over and over. Anything to help distract him from the scene unfolding before him. His heart skipped a beat when the backdoor opened and Hannah began to make her way in, inviting herself to lunch with his family. He wasn't sure how well that would go, especially since he wasn't sure how well she understood their side of things. He was lucky to learn at a young age, to be taught what it meant for them and to try and feel the world as they did. She, to his knowledge, didn't have that kind of connection. But she still tried, which he always found sweet. [Color=67AB6D]”Jesus H Christ you tried to scare me to death? Half the schools being attacked by a drugged up twink and you think barging into a car is the best idea?”[/color]

Hermes let out a long sigh, trying to collect himself once more. He turned in his seat to face Hannah, his hands facing Mandy as he signed to her while speaking the words to Hannah. [Color=67AB6D][i]”It's up to my cousin if you can go. Not my car, not my rules.”[/i][/color] He'd begun to start turning around in his seat again to face the front, when a loud thud came from behind the car. Blood smearing against the rear window as his coach was trying to assault the vehicle. It felt impossible, improbable. He was dead, he was certain he was dead. The chunk still missing from his neck where Elio bit him. He quickly signed to Mandy [Color=67AB6D][i]”Fuck the head count! That's the teacher I said was dead! Drive drive drive!”[/i][/color]