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"IVs? What the fuck are you going to do with IVs, stick 'em up your-"
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>HYDRATE"I don't know about you, but I am THIRSTY! Like, fuck me the comedown is going to suck, I need to HYDRATE!"
You have been forgetting to drink water. This random person made a good point. And by this point the medical personnel who were hiding during the fighting have started to filter out and have started treating people.
"Yo, excuse me," you ask one of them as she treats someone with a gunshot wound. She turns to you wide-eyed but doesn't say anything. "We need some of those IVs, gotta rehydrate!"
"Uh, the IVs are in the patient rooms," she stammers out in fear. "Though you don't look like you need a 30 minute transfusion? We have oral rehydration solution in the fridges if you don't think you need to-" She stops as she watches the guy next to you just walk over to one of the fridges behind an "employees only" section and open it like he owns the place.
"Yo, they got the blue frost flavor, my favorite!" he calls out to you.
"Hey, thanks girl, we're going to bounce. God bless!" You walk over to him and start drinking the stuff straight from the one gallon jug. It doesn't taste very good, but the thrill of taking it as a sort of loot after a successful battle more than makes up for it. In the calm moment, your mind wanders to the reactions of the non-combatants here. That woman looked like you were about to kill her any moment. "Mmm, this is pretty good. Hey, by the way do you ever think maybe we're the bad guys? Like, as a hypothetical?"
He pauses and seems to think for a moment. "Nah," he responds before continuing to drink. "Bro, you gotta focus on drinking up, we need to HYDRATE."
You continue chugging, encouraged by the hydration-fixated battle brother but also thoughts about how bad the comedown will be. Your paranoia flares up and you feel a burning need to consume fluids. "You know what bro, you've inspired me." You take out your radio. "Yo everyone, this is a special order going out to all Crusader units. HYDRATE! I repeat, we are on official orders to hydrate." You're barely holding it in. "This message has been approved by the Papacy!" You can't hold it in any longer and are forced to terminate communications so you can laugh so hard you almost dehydrate through your nose...
