Breadbin: WHOM INVITED THI INTO MY HOME
Breadbin: WHO EVEN IS THAT DAL
Dad: that's an unconscious daddy Wentz
Mikes: can someone get his sisters and bring them to my place? I'm gunna stay with Pete here until they bring him home
Carl: How's his mother?
Jacky: atm she's with me filing a restraining order
Frenk: How's Pete?
Jishwa: Ty and I will get the girls and watch them for you :)
Mikes: broken arm, concussion, 3 bruised ribs, 2 snapped fingers (broken)
Dad: holy shit, that's awful. Is he awake yet? What did he say happened?
Mikes: he woke up an hour ago and immediately started freaking out over his sisters safety. They sedated him and now he's still asleep
Ty: was anyone else harmed?
Mikes: not that I know of. Maybe a few bruises idk
Jacky: Brendon and Dal the police are coming to get him now. Keep him knocked out? No one is being charged other than him.
Jacky: but
Mikes: yes?
Jacky: Apparently Pete's mother has done some... Bad things. Drugs mainly, and they might take her in. We won't know until later, but it's a big chance.
Mikes: WHAT
Ty: We have the girls
Mikes: they're going to take her away? Are you fucking serious? After being abused by her husband for years they're arresting BOTH OF THEM
Jacky: they would be in different facilities. She's technically going in for a rehab camp for months.
Mikes: what the hell am I going to tell Pete? Maria Hope and Kate? Oh my god
Peet: wussup
Jishwa: oh god
Mikes: Pete you shouldn't be on your phone with your head babe I'll be right up with food. Please put your phone down?
Peet: y
Peet: ...
Peet: oh
Ty: I'm so sorry Pete
Peet: that's why...
Mikes: I'm outside your door want me to come in or leave you alone for a bit?
Peet: I want Kate hope and M
Ty: We'll drive them down right now.
Peet: I never thought ma was doing hard stuff, just weed
Breadbin: the police took your father.
Peet: how the hell am I going to work and pay our house bills and everything else?
Mikes: I'll be more than happy to move in and help pay rent
Ray: I got a raise at work, we'll be fine to pay
Gee: I still don't know where u fuckin work
Ray: :)
Peet: these fucking hospital bills. Dallon do you know any other jobs I could take up?
Dad: seven weeks paid leave for medical issues, as well as a promotion I feel. You can chose 13 more dollars an hour to manage our merch sales, or 12 to help chose and make bands work band manager.
Peet: oh my god
Mikes: he'll take the band manager, he was just yelled at for looking at his screen by a nurse.
Ty: almost there!
(Private chat)
Breadbin: Should we pay for his medical bills? You know what it's like to be abused like that, I feel like losing both parents and having to deal with three little 5-9 year old girls.
Dad: would he let us?
Breadbin: we could do it without him knowing ;)
Dad: we should ask Mikey
Breadbin added Mikey to the chat!
Mikes: wut
Dad: would Pete mind us paying his hospital bills
Mikes: he'd want to pay you back
Breadbin: we'll take it. We don't want you two having any more stress
Mikes: I'm gunna be like a fucking parent figure to those kids
Dad: we'll help in any possible way
Mikes: thanks dudes
(Group chat)
Gee: describing me and Frank's night:
Ray: OH GOS PLEASE nO
Gee: *rudely awaken by repeated kicks to my ribs*
Frenk: :/
Gee: me: Frank wtf
Gee: Frank: DID YOU KNOW THAT I LIVED IN NEW YORK FOR A YEAR
Frenk: :(
Gee: FOUR IN THE MORNING
Peet: Frank wtf
Breadbin: how many ppl can fit in ur hospital room
Peet: well we're gunna try aren't we?
Mikes: yuuuuup
Ty: well me Josh and the children are here so be up in a min
(Ended 2:37 pm)