A/N yay part 2! This post-show depression/high that's been going on for 2+ weeks is killer.
(For reference, the hospital I picture for this = similar to the one in the Basketcase video.)
I don't own anything/anyone mentioned. Apparently, this is going to be more than a two-shot. (Damn plotbunnies. this part sorta sucks…)
also: Tomorrow is my birthday. Wanna know what would be amazing? Reviews.
Whatshername: I'll be back to pick you up in a month…if they let you out by then.
Johnny: *pouts, looks as though he's about to throw a tantrum* Fine.
Whatshername: oh…kay…see you in a month!
Jimmy: so…what do we do now?
Johnny: Dunno. Bounce off the walls?
Jimmy: We aren't in one of those padded rooms, though…
Johnny: nevermi-WILL. WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING HERE?
Will: Heather. It's all that bitch's fault.
Jimmy: This story will either: prove you're as much as a dumbass as we all thought, or prove Heather is an even bigger bitch.
Will: Heather found the gun Tunny loaned me.
Jimmy: *sarcasm* this is off to a great start…
Will: Anyways…Heather found it, freaked out, started going on and on about how I'm "mentally unstable" and now I'm here.
Jimmy: Wow. That story managed to do both.
Will: Jesus. Quit with the sarcasm.
Johnny: that wasn't me! That was Jimmy!
Will: why're you here?
Johnny: Whatshername got fed up with me, well; she got fed up with Jimmy. So she got mad and sent me here.