Oliver was still in bed. No one had remembered to wake him up. He hadn't been well this week, so he barely got out of bed unless he was forced to. The five year old rolled over, sucking his thumb lightly.
Oliver only looked up silently, sighing quietly as he got up out of bed. He was still wearing his pale blue flannel pajamas, his silky brown hair in tangles. He rubbed his eye tiredly, glancing up at his older sister. Tianna was only older than Oliver by a year, but she was way ahead of him developmentally. Oliver had never even learned to talk. He signed 'what time is it?' looking at her with curious blue eyes.
@Oliver "It is 11 in the morning" Tianna whispered. Her and Oliver were both underdeveloped in certain ways. Her intelligence and physical skills were underdeveloped and her view on safety was bad and her speech was a bit underdeveloped for her age but she can have a good conversation, she just muddles her words a lot.
Oliver nodded, considering this for a moment. 'I want water.' He signed, thinking for a moment. He walked out of his room, hoping to find someone tall enough to reach the sink.
@Oliver Tianna went to the kitchen in her wheelchair and tried to stand up to get water for him and managed to and tried to walk and give it to him but she fell to the ground and hurt herself