THE CRASH;

Curly didn't know why, of how it happened, but the last thing he remembered was seeing Jimmy on the cockpit, touching some buttons in the control panel and then.. suffering from the explosion of a crash. The ship crashed, by Jimmy's fault, and Curly didn't understand why would Jimmy do such a thing but- Now they had to look for a way of fixing the dammed ship. Curly was definitely not on his right mind; Hallucinations, deliberations, no stable sleeping schedule, he was a distinguished mess. He had been working on ordering everyone around, all awhile having to get used to looking for medicine for the now all burnt Jimmy, who was covered in bandages except for his mouth and one eye. Looking at Jimmy made Curly sick, but he had to stay beside his best friend while he could.

.

It had been a very busy day, everything kept rotting and the only thing they could consume at this point was Mouthwash.. Not like Curly liked the idea, but, what other alternative did they have? Nothing. Not even a single banana nor nothing. Anya hadn't drank Mouthwash for now, Daisuke was feeling like shit, Swansea was definitely quite.. Drunk- And Curly himself wasn't sure if he should drink the cleaning liquid or not. Curly paced quickly through the barely clean halls of the Tulpar, he was going to the infirmary where Jimmy had been put to rest. He had been visiting him for almost two months now, and the screeching of Jimmy's painful yelps didn't help anyone to sleep, so they had to give him painkillers. As Curly entered inside the infirmary, he quickly took the little bottle of painkillers and sat beside Jimmy's medical bed, trying to give him the painkillers but being avoided by Jimmy.

' Come on Jimmy.. I'm giving you your painkillers. '

Curly spoke in a soothing, soft voice, trying to get Jimmy to open his no-longer-skin lips. He placed one of his hands in one of Jimmy's shoulders, comforting him. Curly's eyes reflected sadness and resentment, maybe for the crash and Jimmy himself.