Second floor common room, Wednesday night

[lovemykilt]

Priestly had squashed himself into the corner of the couch with an ice pack for his wrapped wrist. He was definitely not his usual bouncy, flamboyant self, but there were people around and they weren't stinking and trying to eat him, so he counted that as a win.

"Thanks for coming out to get us, man." He leaned his aching head against the couch cushion and flashed Tony another smile. "The doc was nice and all, but I'd've hated spending the night in the clinic."

[ooc: definitely for Tony and Dinah, but it's a common room, so totally open!]

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[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"That sounds really good," Dinah admitted. "I didn't get dinner before stuff happened. I was gonna get a croissant." She glanced down at Priestly, then back to Tony. "Need help, or...?"

[lovemykilt]

Priestly shifted slightly to free up her shoulder. The cushion was almost as comfy, really. "I'm fine. Help out."

[wantstodirect]

Tony jumped up. "I can get it started," he said. "I mean, it's just boiling water, right? I can't screw that up. Probably."

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Dinah giggled, and hugged Priestly again. "I'm gonna help anyway, Tony." She got up and pointed at Priestly. "Do you need more Tylenol? I can get that too."

[lovemykilt]

"I'm good." Honestly, he was pretty sure the shake was about all he could keep down just now, anyway. "Got my ice."

[wantstodirect]

Tony grabbed a couple of boxes of macaroni and cheese from the cabinet and found a pot to fill with water. "Don't doze off on us, man, you gotta stay awake for a bit."

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"We'll stick around here with you," Dinah promised, getting out plates and cutlery, and checking the fridge for butter. "Have an all-nighter with whatever we can find, and something really fluffy on TV, if that doesn't hurt your head to watch. Otherwise, we'll draw cave drawings for the Blender King."

[lovemykilt]

"Doc said to rest." Priestly shrugged, not picking his head up off the cushion. "Sleeping's okay, just gotta wake up every now and then, ya know?"

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"That works. We'll hang out here and wake you up to check on you every couple hours," Dinah said, after helping Tony set the pan for the macaroni, wandering back over. "We're not going anywhere."