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The Misadventures of Linda and Tom

“It was going fine; it was just fine.” Tom said franticly to his sister“What was going fine? You’re not making sense” Linda said increasingly getting worried.
“A-a-a-a cop saw me! I REALLY FUCKED UP LINDA! I REALLY FUCKED UP!” Tom shouted at his sister.
“A COP HE’S TOTALLY GOING TO FILE A REPORT! AFTER SEEING A RANDOM SKETCHY GUY HOP INTO THE SEWERS!!!” Tom said on the verge of a mental break down

“OH GOD WHYYY MEEE WHYYYYY” Tom’s having a break down.
“Oh that—that’s not good” Linda says while patting tom on the back.
“ahcrghavacggajvbsx” tom absolutely sobbing.
“Well, that’s not ideal, but at least you didn’t kill someone XD.” Linda says to tom
“…” tom says nothing

“Um why are you not talking tom?” “OH SHIT! Did You kill someone???” Linda says Surprised and worried.
“I-I was at a robbery... an-and i-I tried to help... I bite him” “I felt his blood in my mouth and him falling limp...” “I bite him in-in-in the neck” “I didn’t think it would kill him...” i-I just wanted to Help” Tom says through sobs.
“SHIT FUCK OTHER OBSENTITES!” “Well Did anyone SEE?!?” Linda said Franticly.
“i-i-I don’t Know! I bite th-the man and ran...” Tom said still sobbing.
“Fuck... well now you’re a wanted criminal! Which IS BAD” Linda said trying to figure out a solution.
“I KNOW-w-W-w!” tom said still crying.
“AH! Should we tell the others??” Linda said. “NO-no-n0 I-I-I have to turn myself in...” tom said.

Jake Peralta

“DID YOU SAY A GUY BIT AND KILLED A MAN LKE A WEREWOLF!” Jake said excitedly
“This is going to be a fun case! :D” Jake said. “Well Peralta. Considering the bite marks it was most likely some sort of Wild animal.” Captain Holt said “But, that said. the onlookers reported a young man in his early 20s running away at the scene of the crime.” Holt said
“Which is why you are teaming up with animal control” holt said “WHAT WHY! I can Totally Take a Werewolf!” Jake said “WELL, Peralta. Since No one saw what bit the man. We must assume that it was a wild animal.” Holt said in a commanding tone
“UGH those guys couldn’t even get a crocodile out of the seWeRs! What makes you think that they can Catch a possible werewolf?!” Jake said annoyed
“There was not a crocodile Peralta, it was an inflatable pool toy.” Holt said
“IT DOESN’T Matter THEY COULDN’T GET An INFLATABLE CROCODILE OUT OF THE SeWeRS!” Jake said angerly.
“It doesn’t matter your proactive Peralta; you are joining animal control.” Holt said sternly.
“ARG, at least can I take Boyle?” Jake said. “No, Peralta you can’t take detective boyle with you.” said holt. “WHY! Dad!” Jake said not realising what he said.
“Peralta, now is not the time for your jokes” holt said, “okay cap,” Jake said

Tom’s POV

Tom, now a wanted criminal (well not really) is walking down the street to the police station, ready to turn himself in.
“Well, I guess this is it.” “Linda, you have been the best sister I could ever ask for.”
“I’m sorry it had to end this way.” He said crying. “Tom, I’m sorry too I should have been there for you, I SHOULD HAVE BEEN AT THE BANK.” Linda said, upset at the world.
“No, there was nothing you could have done. This was my fault, and my fault only.” Tom said. “Well, if that’s the case, goodbye brother ” Linda hugs Tom as he turns to leave.
Tom hugs back.
They let go, as Tom walks to the door crying, knowing that his life is over.

Jake’s POV

Jake, after all the existing leads turned to dead ends. Went back to the precinct, to see a young man in his early 20s walking into the precinct crying in distress. Jake thought that was unusual, you see people crying all the time but this, this was different the young man perfectly lined up with the description the onlookers gave at the bank.
Jake walked up to the man. He was obviously miserable eyes red and wet with tears, muttering something he couldn’t quite hear. “Hey! Buddy what’s going on?” Jake said
Tom looked at Jake with wonder in his eyes.

He looked just like the guy my mom used to tell me about a young detective who lived in Brooklyn. Mom had a scrape with him not too long ago, mom did mention him by name a lot kinda drilled it into my head.
“Wait, ar-are you Jak- Jake Peralta?” Tom said kinda confused. He always thought that his mom’s stories were TALL tales with no connections to reality but if this guy is Jake, she might not be crazy.
“Um, yes? Wait, how did you know?” Jake said “Oh, ye-yeah my mom used to talk about you all the time!” tom said he’s stopped crying at this point.
“Wait, Me?? Who’s your mom?!?” Jake said worrying that he might have a stalker or something. “Oh yeah! Poppie Theo, right? Yeah” “I haven’t seen my mom in like 2 years I miss her” Tom said. “Huh, okay, storing that away for later.” “Why were you crying?” Jake said. “Oh, it doesn’t matter now.” Tom said “Are you here for that interview? We are looking for new detectives! Actually.” Jake said.
Tom looking pretty guilty about right now. “YES! THAT’S WHY I WAS CRYING! Totally not about something illegal!” tom said “okay! Well, the interview is over there, actually I’m one of the interviewers! Maybe I can put a good word in.” Jake said
“Okay cool I will head over there” Tom said he played that off well.

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Originally, I was going to turn myself in. but this guy Jake, stopped me before I could.
He Said “Well, Are you here for the interview?”
I couldn’t say no I was already super guilty looking, so I said. “YUP YES THAT’S EXACTLY WHY I’M HERE!” in the most incriminating voice ever.
“Oh, okay sure. Wait I’m an interviewer! I can put a good word in for you if you want, it would be a lot more fun with you around.” Well now I gotta apply for an interview with the people I despise most in the world but, if the job offers good money, I could help support my family! They haven’t caught me yet for murder, soooo maybe just maybe this could work out.

He’s greeted by a girl at the front desk

Ah, you must be tom, right?” The lady asked, “the one who has the interview right?”
“Yes? That’s me tom.” Tom said.
“Alright come this way” the lady ushers tom
“Cool I really hope I get the job! I really need the pay, you see me, and my family are dirt poor, and I have to support all 279? Of us.” Tom said
“Wow 200? That’s a-lot” the front desk lady said
“Yeah! It’s a struggle at times, but right now we are doing okay” tom said

The front desk lady opens the door to the 99 precincts finest

Jake Peralta, childish but one of the best detectives the 99 has to offer.
Rosa Diaz, hot headed but a fine detective.
Charles Boyle, inseparable from Jake, a determined worker, and detective.
Amy Santiago, a control freak who only wants to be revered by her idol (Raymond holt (also a good detective))

I sit down in front of them. Inside this interrogation room, the florescent lights buzz and whirr, above me it’s pretty annoying. Jake sits in the chair in front of me and the rest of the group asks queries. “So, what’s your name” Jake asked seriously.
“Oh, me? Yeah, the name’s Tom, tom, right?” Tom replied to Jake.
“Why are you so uncertain about that?” Jake asked. “Oh, I kinda forget my name sometimes it’s a bad habit I know, but it happens.” Tom replied kinda just joking it off. “Huh. Okay. Well let’s get into the Finer details.” Jake said still with a tone of seriousness. “Do you have a portfolio?” Amy asked. “Um, was I supposed to have one?” Tom asked Deadpan. “Well. It’ pretty Useful to weed out bad candidates, and to not have one is not very helpful to us.” Said Amy with her preppy candid attitude.

“Okay well what’s a portfolio? I might have one I just don’t really know what that is!” Tom asked. “Well. A portfolio is a document containing important information about your education, work experience, and any other information about yourself.” Amy said proud of herself. “Ohhh, okay! Let me call my sister.” Tom said as him grabs his phone from his pocket to call Claire.

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Claire right
The matriarch (aka new mom)
Makes sure all 279 siblings, (and children of the siblings) get where they need to go.
Oversees all money and finances, and funds whatever people need.

Appearance
5.6Ft
Brown eyes
Raven hair. that’s Straight, in a bob with a big strand of hair to the side.
Pale skin from being in the sewers 24h a day since she was born.
Has deep eyebags from sleep deprivation.

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The phone rings for a few seconds, until Claire answered the phone.
“HEY, Tom Where have you been you have been worrying everyone sick! We thought you were DEAD?! HUM Where even Are you??” Claire had been worried sick for hours. “Oh, sorry I got side-tracked at the bank on my way to an interview sorry I didn’t tell you” Tom said as he didn’t mean to worry everyone sick, but it happened anyway.
“OKAY. Tom but next time please tell us you got side-tracked the last time that happened Daniel got stuffed inside a vat of acid AND DIED, so please be careful I can’t bear to lose you too.” Claire said worried.
“don’t worry Claire it won’t happen again! Anyway (what do I say to these guys, what sort of training creds can you fudge for me to get a job as a detective?)” tom said then whispered to Claire. “Hold on I will be back in 20mins just dance around the subject until I get back, okay?” Claire said.
“Alright see you.” Tom hanged up his probably a Crime lord’s burner phone.
“Anywayyy. That was my sister turns out I just forgot my portfolio! I call portfolio’s the stuff for getting jobs! I didn’t know there was a technical term for it!” Tom said also jokingly.
“Sooo. She will be here in 20mins with my portfolio! So, let’s get the rest of the questions done!” Tom said.
“Okay?” “Do you have any underlining health conditions?” Amy said. “Hum, nope none.” Tom said.
“Okay. Do you suffer from any mental illnesses?” Amy said. “Hm, also Nope” Tom said. “Okay do you have a criminal record?” Amy said. “Can’t you just look up my name or something?” Tom said.
“Well, actually yeah we should just do that.” Amy said as she turned to the rest of the group. “Hey Boyle, can you look up Tom right on the system.” Amy said.
“Sure!” Boyle said as he basically ran out the door. “Okay, as I was saying what makes you think you would be a good fit for this job?” Amy said.
“I work well with others; I am actually REALLY strong! I Have great observational skills, I have my gun licence, and I can shoot a bow and arrow! I can see pretty well in the dark! I live actually 20mins away!” Tom said.
“Alright you seem like a great fit, but we still need your credentials.” Amy said.
“Like I said, my sister is rushing over to hand me my Portfolio.” Tom said. “Okay but she has 3mins to get here.” Amy said. “Okay.” Tom said. In a text message. “Claire! YOU NEED TO RUN YOU GOT 3MINS TO GET HERE!!!” Tom wrote. “WHAT? OKAY I GOT IT BRT” Claire messaged. “Well, she’s coming she found the portfolio! She’s going to show up any second now I should go to the door to Grab it.” Tom said. “Okay. Be right back.” Jake said.
Tom Basically RAN to the door to greet Claire. Claire gave the portfolio to Tom then He RAN back to the room. Breathing heavily “I GOT IT! Here you go!” Tom hands the portfolio to Amy. “Well, it looks like you qualify, you Got the job” Amy said.
“YES, THANK YOU SO MUCH!!! AHH!!!! I look forward to working with you in the future!!” Tom said as he exited the door. “Well, I’ve got to split I have to get home, wait when’s my first day?” tom said hanging in the doorway. “Wednesday, see you then Tom” Amy said. “Okay see you Wednesday!” Tom walks out the door sighing a sigh of relief. In a text “I GOT THE JOB WOO!! THAT WAS BY FAR THE MOST STRESSED I HAVE EVER BEEN! I will be home at 3 see you claire!” Tom texted.

On his walk home he remembered that he told his sister Linda that he was going to turn himself into the police cus he killed a guy (flashbacks to when he killed that robber) :shudders: urg I don’t ever want to think about that again.
Back on track I didn’t tell Linda that I didn’t turn myself in I got to call her.
Tom picks up is drug dealer burner phone and calls Linda. “Hey, I didn’t turn myself in. ha, yeah turns out they’re not after me and I got a job at the police station yeah I kinda had to Sooooo. I’m sorry Lin my fault.” Tom said.
“TOM? TOM!? IS THAT YOU WHAT THE FUCK i-I THOUGHT YOU WERE IN JAIL DON’T EVER FUCKING DO THAT AGAIN BRO WHAT THE FUCK WERE YOU THINKING???!!>>!>” Linda was yelling at tom at the top at her lungs. “I know, I know, But I got a job! :breaths in sharply: With the police.” Tom said.
“YOU WHAT? OH MY GOD TOM YOU ARE A DUMBASS BUT I DIDN’T THINK YOU WERE THIS DUMB?!?” Linda said still yelling.
“Yeah, yeah, I know but the pay is like 100 thousand dollars a year SOOoooo. Yeah, I start tomorrow.” Tom said. “I’m coming home to grab some supplies, but I will be out of the house.” Tom said.
“I-I Just don’t understand. At All” Linda said. “don’t worry I will explain when I get home.” Tom said. On his walk home. “I’m gonna hang up, see you!” Tom said.
“Wait! wh-“ Linda said as she got cut off.

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“TOM DON’T FORGET YOU GOT WORK TODAY!” Claire yells to tom as he runs through the family. “I KNOW! CLAIRE WHY WOULD I BE LATE?? THAT’S WHY I’M LEAVING 4 HOURS EARLY!” tom yells to Claire.
“OKAY TOM BUT DON’T FORGET TO GET FOOD!!” Claire yells. “I WILL!!!” Tom yells back. “SEE YA EVERYONE!! LOVE YOU! SEE YOU GUYS’ AT DINNER!! BYEEEE!!!” Tom still yelling, running out the door.
Linda grabs Tom as he runs out the hallway to the rest of the sewers. “HEY?! What’s that for Lin? Ow :Rubs shoulder: I Need to get to the 99th precinct!” Tom said pained.
“OH, ARE YOU? Sooo Why? Do you have a Job at the police station??” Linda said.
“I thought it was a Good idea!!”
in a really hushed voice. “Okay, okay, you caught me. :puts hands in the air: it was the only choice I had. Okay???” Tom said. “OKay?? Tom, don’t you realise this is a bad, scratch that GOD Awful Idea??” Linda said. “Yeeeaaaahhh.” Tom said. “Tom you are honestly just So dumb.” Linda said. “Anyway Lin, I got, to, go! See ya!” Tom said as he promptly Ran away.

Later

In the sewers Just below the precinct, tom is waiting for his first shift. Ding, his little digiclock beeped. 2:30 time to go. Tom put on a suit with floral embroidery, and a red tie with a rose pattern. He walks to the manhole opening and get’s out of the sewers.

He stops by a dumpster and grabs whatever he finds on his way there, as he walks there munching on some spoiled subway, singing a tune he puts what he was eating in the trash and walks into the bathroom to wash his hands and teeth. He exits the bathroom and heads to the reception.

The reception lady calls him over. “Hey! You! New hire! You’re late!”
“Oh, but they said to be here by 2:30? :looks at non-existent watch: and I’m here?” tom said. “Well, it’s 2:39 your 9 minutes late.” The reception lady said. “OH, Whoops where do I need to go?” tom asked. “Sigh, follow me.” The reception lady said. She opened the elevator door, the door opened to the bullpen.

I still don’t know why it’s called that but oh well.
The reception lady shows Tom his desk, he starts to unpack his small bag and puts a family photo, a small vintage clock, and a Pez dispenser. On his desk.
The captain came up to Tom’s desk to greet him. “Hello, you must be Tom right, that’s quite an interesting name you have.” The captain said.

“Yes! Well, it’s my dad’s last name, ya know my mom took it when they married.” Tom said as he basically explained marriage.
“Okay, Right. Detective Santiago will show you the ropes.” The captain said.
“All right! Cap! On it!” Tom said. “Santiago, Show Right here the ropes.” The captain said.
“Yes! Sir!” Santiago replied. Santiago showed right how to fill arrest forms and, other stuff.

Later at 6:00

“Well see ya guy’s I’m clocking out!” Tom said. He walks out of the of the precinct saying his goodbyes. on to the street, he continues to walk checking dumpsters for salvageable food.
When he reaches the desired manhole, he climes down. He walks down the labyrinth of sewers until he reaches a false wall. He unhooks a clasp and goes though the doorway.

At the doorway is Linda. Linda stops Tom on his way to the rest of the family.
“Tom. Did you get the food?” Linda said. “Yeah! Lot’s!” Tom said. “Kay, Tom. Show me.” Linda said. Tom opens the bags in his hands. “I got some bread, donuts, I went to the dumpster behind a superstore they had some veggies, and some meats. And that’s all I found.” Tom explained.

Tom walked down the increasingly long hallway to the rest of the family.
He opened the bags on the makeshift dining table. Linda, Francine, David, and Tom started to unload the 7 bags Tom got. They unloaded the vegetables first and put them in one of many fridges and freezers. “So, how’s the study going Lin?” Tom spoke. “Fine, you knuckle head.” Linda said in a playful manner. “Learn anything interesting? Like a cool law or loophole?” Tom exclaimed.

“No, Tom. mostly how to file paperwork the right way as to not get the case thrown out.” Linda spoke. “Huh, cool Lin! I learned some police stuff. Like what tools I use and how to file paperwork and stuff like that.” Tom said. “That would be cool if I didn’t find a left hand in the trash.” Said David. “Wha-What? A hand? How did you know it was a left one?” Spoke Tom. “I don’t I’m just guessing.” Said David. “Aren’t you supposed to tell the authorities When this sort of thing happens? You’re a Garbage Man your Supposed to file a thingmajig!” said Linda. “What? Are you guys talking about I had my headphones in?” said Francine.

Everyone looks at Francine with a stern and bewildered look. “HUH?” Tom, Linda, and David said at the exact same time.

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Tom get’s up from his bed. As he wakes up, he writes in a small notebook

it’s been a month since I started at the precinct!
i’ve learned lot’s! Made friends! And more! Today I’m getting my first assignment! Fingers crossed!
Will update later.

Tom finished writing in his small notebook, he grabbed it and opened a small compartment. He placed the notebook inside and sealed it up. He walked to his wardrobe and picked one of two outfit’s he’d put together. On his way out of his room he grabbed his keys, badge and drug dealer phone. He looked at his drug dealer phone to check the time 2:30. 30 minutes, 30 minutes to get to work.
That’s 30 minutes to scavenge and find something to eat. “There’s a LOT of rat’s near the Precinct, Nobody’s going to notice a couple rat’s going missing.” Tom said outloud.

He started his commute to the precinct. It took 2 minutes to get there. In the sewers he started to look for rat’s and mice. His eye’s started morphing to adapt to the low light levels. The eye slit into predatory lens’s to capture the rat’s better. He went on all fours and started stalking his prey. He spotted a large group of them hanging around a pipe. He stalked closer until, he Spat sticky silk at them.
He lurched forward at the rat’s gobbling them whole. Then he sat back up, and patted himself down.

He continued down the sewers content with his meal still squirming in his stomach. He came to a manhole cover and opened it up to a dimly lit alleyway. He exited the alleyway and turns a corner to the precinct. He walks to the door of the precinct, and opens it. He strolls up to the front desk lady who’s name he’d learned was fritz, fritz is so cool she works at the animal shelter on Saturday’s and Sunday’s. Which I think is super cool all those animals, you could eat for free! He thinks.

He enters the elevator to the bullpen, he pulls out his drug dealer phone and checks the time. 2:59 right on time. He exits the elevator to the little gate. he pushes the gate open and greets everyone. “Hi GUYS!!!!” Tom turns to Jake who seems to be slamming his hand against his desk for some reason? Tom walks to Jake and asks “Um what are you doing?” “OH THIS” He gestures to his left hand holding it in a vice like grip in his right. “Nothin, my hand just does that sometimes. It’s like it has a mind of it’s own sometimes!” Jake chuckles nervously. “Oh, okay. Sure you don’t need help or something?” Tom asked worried. Jake who looked like he was in a life or death battle now said. “You know what? Yes, Yes I do need help. Please go get a hand cuff for me please.” Jake said. “Oh here take this one” Tom gave him a hand-cuff. Jake then cuffed his left hand to a metal loop on his desk. and then said. “Thank you, that was getting a bit too out of control, not like have any control! Thanks.” Jake said. “Cool, does this happen a lot? Or somethin?” Tom asked.

“Ehhh every 2 or so days at this point.” Jake replied. “You should probably get that checked” Tom said as Jakes left hand continued to freakout trying to grab his face. “You know I really should but I’m Broke. Beyond Broke, owing the government 178 dollars broke.” He Said. “You know what I can relate, I have about 70 dollars to my name.” Tom said as he continued to watch Jakes left hand try to grab the keys to the hand-cuff. “Nice to know that actually, everyone is always chewing me out over that.” Tom still watching Jakes left hand grab then use the key to uncuff its self until it was free then place its self on the desk. Jake didn’t even notice he just continued to talk to Tom like nothing happened. “Jake you know your hand uncuffed its self” Tom said as he gestured to his left hand. “Um, that’s a new trick.” Jake said. His left hand sitting still on his desk, like a guilty toddler. “So that’s new?” Tom said. “Yeah at least it calmed down.” Jake said.

“So, no one has noticed your hand doing things on its own?” Tom replied. “Nope, you’d think, they just think i’m playing a trick on them. Honestly I’m grateful, otherwise everyone would think I’m insane.” Jake spoke. “Huh, so even though you work with only detectives. none have ever figured you can’t control your left hand sometimes?” Tom said a little confused. “Yeah, No one has figured it out which is interesting.” Jake said. “Well if I ever need emotional blackmail, I have it.” Jake Said. “So, I’m supposed to get my first assignment Today!” Tom Explained. “Huh, Cool. Good luck.” Jake said. “Cool. BYEEE” Tom said as he walked away. “WE WORK IN THE SAME BUILDING TOM?” Jake Yelled.

3:09

Tom sat down in his wheelie chair with a broken wheel. He started to feel weird and lethargic, He ignored it he was used to feeling strange after eating stuff from the sewers. He continued his work at his desk typing up reports for this perp.

3:13

Tom Felt Violently ill, The Bile in his stomach Churned and rose. He Vomited His stomach contents all over the floor, bile mixed with partly digested rat’s spilled across the Floor. The entire Precinct Stood in shock and, All the while a rat Scurried Off to who knows where. “HOLY SHIT, TOM ARE? ARE YOU OKAY??” Jake Yelled among the gathering crowd. Tom was Out Cold he had feinted. Jake rushed over to Tom And Yelled “COME ON GUY’S THIS ISN’T THE FIRST TIME WE HAVE HAD A MEDICAL EMERGENCY?” One random Coworker Called 911. The rest of the force waited, as Jake started Ruling Out Possibilities On What Happened. He started to investigate The vomit Noting there was about 12 or so Rat’s in it, Which Freaked Him and Everyone Out. Had Tom Eaten these of his own accord? Or was he forced? Then Why didn’t He say anything. No that couldn’t be it. Also in the vomit there was strange Blue stuff He noted that and asked One of the Toxicologists to analyse the blue stuff, Which he suspected Was poison.

3:20

The Ambulance arrived. The Med’s Came up the elevator To see the Mess on the floor and Tom out Cold Jake Ushered the Med’s to Tom. They started by checking his pulse and Breath. “Well He’s Breathing and His Heart is Still Beating. Also Why is there Rat’s All over the Floor in the Vomit?” Said one of the Med’s. “Yeah No Clue, he kinda just vomited and feinted.” “I assume that he was poisoned actually One of our Toxicologist’s Analysed the Blue stuff turns Out it Was Rat poison. I don’t Know How that happened but yeah”Jake said. Nervously playing with his hands. “Well We are taking him to the Hospital you’re welcome to come.” Said one of the Med’s. “I'd like that.” Jake said as he followed the Medical Professionals out the door.

4:00

Tom woke up in a Blank sterile Room, he looked around to see Jake Sitting in a chair. The place smelled so Bad Like Alcohol and Iron. He put his hands on his nose because it Smelled so bad. “Agh, it smells so bad” Tam Spoke for the first time in an Hour. “Tom! How do you feel?” Jake said hushed and calm. “Like I ate rat poison.” Tom said while gripping his head. “So you know you did?” Jake said. “Yea.. h. It happens. Sometimes rat’s eat poison yeh know?” Tom said. “Do you mind answering some questions? Tom.” Jake said “sure? I guess?” Tom said confused. This happens alot he’s used to it, he usually just vomits and he’s Okay? So he doesn’t quite understand what’s happening. “Tom, did you eat those rats against your own will?” Jake replied. “UMmmmm, ahhhhhhhhh, hum,I can’t say.” Tom replied. “What do you mean you can’t say?” Jake said. “It’s a family, Medical thing, I’d prefer If I didn’t. I also Need All Those Medical records of my stay.” Tom said. “I’m Confused Tom. Why do Need those Documents. Tom?” Jake said. “It’s within my rights.” Tom spoke, Crossing his arms. “You know what? okay, you suck! Hope you know that Rat guy Tom.” Jake said. “I don’t know what you mean but okay???” Tom said. Jake then walked out the hospital room steaming. Tom just sat there Bewildered Wondering Why he was so mad, I need to get those records. Tom got up and walked to find anyone at this point to grab the medical documents. mom always said “it’s Probably a good idea not to let anyone that isn’t family handle your bloodwork they might flip out and kill you. So grab all the medical records from any stay at the hospital. BYE KIDS” So I should go grab them. Tom walked down corridors of the sick and injured, He kept walking until he found a reception desk in his half hospital gown/naked he went up and asked the desk gentleman. “Hello! May I request all my medical documents be either burned or returned to me please?” Tom asked.