Jayden grinned. “I think you’re right.” It was both kind of adorable to see Darren so fuzzy and slow, and painful. It wasn’t him
“Well, I think you’re high,” Ethan returned.
“Drugged,” Paul supplied.
“He’s a fruit loop,” Ethan prodded Darren’s leg; Darren shifted and scowled.
“He’s a fruit all right,” Paul agreed.
The curtain slid back, and Jayden sniggered when Paul jumped like he’d been electrocuted. The nurse glowered at him and marched in to put down a tray on the side table unnecessarily hard. “Off!” She swatted at Jayden. “Right, I can’t have all three of you in here at lunchtime. You’ll distract him. It’s hard enough getting this one to eat as it is!”
Ethan opened his mouth; Paul grabbed his sleeve and shook his head. “We’ll go grab lunch ourselves,” he offered. “You coming, Jayden?”