Chill Out A Minute [M4A] [Roommate] [Injury] [Ovework] [Comfort]

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You've been overworking for 2 whole months! Your roommate is visibly worried about it, but you shrug it off and tell them that you're fine. One day, you manage to injure yourself and sprain your wrist. You try to hide it, but your roommate caught on very quickly. Script by Talia Wolf Audio on YouTube!

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Hey, how are you doing? That does not sound ideal. I, um.

.. How exactly did you manage that? Oh, jeez, you really need to start taking it easy for yourself.

Are you sure you're okay? Well, I know you want to help me around the house and with the yard work and stuff, but. ..

You do know your body is not made to handle some things, right? Maybe you need to take it easy for a while. Yes, we are roommates, and that does mean we need to split our responsibilities, but.

.. You know that doesn't mean that you have to hurt yourself trying to fulfill said responsibilities. No.

I mean, next time you start feeling like you're going to hurt yourself doing something, just let me know. Again, you don't need to hurt yourself in order to make things equal for us. I mean, we can just, I don't know, rearrange our responsibilities.

Like, I know I'm not the best cook, so maybe I could just do the yard work and you could do the cooking. Okay, now, something is going on. What's up? No, you keep wincing.

I mean, did you really hurt yourself that bad trying to do the yard work? No, by hurting yourself, I mean like, is there a chance of injury visible to me or not? That is going to need medical attention.

Uh, yeah, nah, that is definitely a hospital trip. Let me grab my keys again. No, you are not arguing with me.

Uh-uh, not this time. Do I need to remind you that the last time you had just a little pain, it turned out to be a torn muscle? Yeah, I'm not going to risk that.

Come on, let's go. Oh, come on, just get in the car. Get in the car.

Finally. Hm? Yeah? No, no, I'm not angry at you.

I mean, it's less mad and more worried than anything. Look, you've been overworking yourself, basically since we moved in together. Yep, you still choose to ignore the signs that you really need a break.

Dude, your body is slowly starting to give out, meaning you're getting injured more often. And it's only gonna get worse from here on out. Well, I mean, guess we'll find out, right? Whatever the doctor's order, I'm really gonna make you follow them to the letter.

Oh? You really think I'm not going to enforce the doctor's order? I mean, I guess it's time to prove you wrong.

Hey, you have one of the most physically demanding jobs, yet you still come home and continue with manual labor. Like, where does that make sense? You're literally pushing your body to do more than it was designed to do.

You need to let your body recoup at least one day per week. Like, isn't that the reason why we have weekends? And do I need to remind you, you haven't taken a day off in over two months.

Like, it's time to chill, you know? Let me take care of stuff, okay? And actually give your body a chance to heal.

Well, I guess we'll figure out what you did soon, won't we? Because we are now at the hospital. Right, um, do I need to go in with you? Or can I just trust you to actually get yourself checked out like an adult? I know you don't like hospitals, but for all we know, this could be something serious that needs medical attention.

Okay, um, let's just park the car and I'll go in with you, okay? You're welcome. See? It was something.

No big deal. Dude, you sprained your wrist. You're not even going to be able to go to work for the next couple of weeks.

So, you, my endangered little friend, get to stay home and relax. Uh-uh, no arguments. Doctor's order.

Hey, you're welcome to protest all you want. It'll just fall on deaf ears at this point. Yeah, I refuse to let you hurt yourself anymore.

Even if I have to follow you around and make sure you don't do anything, I will. Like, I will legit take the next two weeks off just to make sure you're okay. Oh, oh, oh, are you okay? Cause you're a dork? Don't scare me like that.

God, I thought you hurt yourself again just after we got back from the hospital. Right, right. Well, let's just fill this prescription for you and then we could go home proper.

After that, I'm actually going to call your boss and tell him what's going on. Well, yeah, he deserved to know. You are injured due to too much strain on your body.

I feel like he should have been more mindful about your job and not put you on this much strain. Like, he shouldn't be doing this in the first place. I'm sorry? No, no, no.

He. .. what? What? That's not normal.

Christ, what is wrong with this dude? No, okay. We are looking another job for you.

You do not need to be this stressed out over being unable to work. Cause you've been working too much already. Okay.

Dude, I understand the job is fun, but it's also putting so much stress on you. Oh, no. I don't think that being a Hollywood stunt driver would be significantly better than this job.

Firefighter, I mean, don't firefighters need to wear like 20 pounds of gear to every fire? Not to mention you also need to lift medical patients. Yeah, I don't think that would be the best route for you.

I mean, yeah, sure. What could go wrong with being a gardener? God, you are determined to make me worry about you, huh? Yes, you are a little reckless when it comes to your own body.

I am aware you have a nice body, but. .. No, no.

That is not what I meant, and you know it. Oh, God. Man, I can't win an argument with you, can I? Alright, well, in that case, you're just gonna stay in the couch.

And I'm going to make you dinner. Pardon? Why would I reward you for hurting yourself? Uh, sure.

I mean, you're right in that aspect. You haven't tried to do anything that would hurt you since we got back from the hospital. And sure, I'll make you a chicken nugget and sweet potato fries.

How about for drinks? Yeah, you could have soda. Sorry? Sorry? No, no, no.

You want me to do what? Why would I do that? What? No, where is this request coming from? No, the better question is, why do you want me to say that? Oh, alright.

I, um. .. You're a, um.

.. You're a good little puppy for listening and taking care of yourself. I guess.

Well, no shit, I'm going to sound awkward. Never in my life I would call someone a good puppy. Like, ever.

God, I don't know how to even process that. I. ..

Legit don't know how to process the fact that you like it, even. Oh god, I have so many questions. Yeah, plural questions.

Like, first question would be, why have you never told me anything about this? Oh, you most certainly have not told me about this before. That leads to the second question.

Why did you want me to say it? Because I want to understand the psychology behind it. Is there a reason you asked me specifically to say it? You could have just told me that, I guess.

Yes, um. .. Then would you like it if I call you a good puppy whenever you're, you know, doing a good job taking care of yourself?

I. .. That was a very quick and concerningly eager yes.

I mean, if it helps, then I'll do it.

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