Pte: I have resurrected the chat without Brendon bc I wanna know NoW

Pte: how is he

Djelly: he is still sad

Djelly: I don't know what to do :(

Ptrick: does he at least move

Ptrick: go places

Ptrick: take more than 12 steps a day

Djelly: we went grocery shopping yesterday but he sat in the cart ? Does that count ? I carried him so he didn't take very many steps but he was outside.

Josh!: how many steps did he take that day did he tell u or

Djelly: about 300 I believe

Tyler!: progress.

Djelly: what should I do ?? :( I don't like seeing him so sad. it hurts my heart.

Ptrick: uh

Josh!: I'm trying to think back to last time this happened

Tyler!: ^ we tried like everything & literally nothing helped

Pte: do I have to do everything

Pte: first we talked to his mom & agreed he needed to go to a therapist which he did not like & that made him even more sad so then we took him out to look at puppies & everything we could think of that was happy. Like. Beach picnics. Picnics. Parks. Movies. We took a roadtrip to the coast. We saw a couple local bands perform.

Tyler!: ^

Josh!: he was never rlly happy tho ??? It was frustrating.

Djelly: >:(

Ptrick: I mean

Ptrick: was he ever

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Pte: hey Brendon

Pte: breb

Pte: beeb

Pte: b

Pte: brrrrrendon

Pte: I hate the matrix

Pbeeb: get out

Ptrick: I didn't think the last one would work

Pte: I've done it before I just didn't wanna resort to using it

Pbeeb: what do u want I'm napping

Djelly: go downstairs !!

Pbeeb: no

Pbeeb: I'm not. getting out of bed. Ever.

Josh!: why :(

Tyler!: is it just because ur warm or

Pbeeb: I'm waiting for death to take me and throw me into the fiery depths of hell

Ptrick: ok,,, calm down,,,,,,

Djelly: I am going to carry you to the desired destination we have thought up previously so that there was no room for argument. I hope you have your pants on.

Pbeeb: I don't

Pbeeb: stop jiggling the doorknob I'm like naked

Tyler!: Patrick can't see I'm gonna semi narrate bc everyone is busy tackling Brendon rn & im staying out of it

Ptrick: thanks

Tyler!: Pete is going to have a bruise on his arm

Tyler!: so is Josh

Tyler!: theyre all holding him down and Dallon is getting a blanket

Tyler!: he's wrapped like a burrito in blankets

Tyler!: he is very. frustrated. also cursing a lot. I didn't know he knew all these words.

Tyler!: Dallon is carrying him to the van

Tyler!: he's still not happy

Ptrick: tell me how he handles therapy I gotta go

Tyler!: will do