Revilla was leaning against the wall, and she got a look of surprise when she overheard the nurse. As far as she was aware, Evan didn't have any scars, anywhere. He'd been using make up this whole time? Revilla knew that he knew about her tendencies, but why did he hide it from her? Wouldn't she of all people understand? It made her a bit sad, and possibly a little angry.
"Evan, you'll be okay, promise." She said with a smile.

" I don't want to wash it off though, I don't like how I look without it.. I much rather be in pain. " The nurse glared at Evan, which made him shutter slightly. He really didn't want Revilla to see what he looked like without all the covering.. mostly because the saddest part was not one of his visible scars had he put on himself.. and he had some on his face. After a few moments, he finally willed himself to go take the stuff off.. Though, he moved into the back room fast enough one would of only gotten a glance. The nurse explained to him why, and it was because if he kept doing it and getting hurt, he could get poisoned by it getting into a wound. Evan argued back he didn't like people staring.

( I think Revilla is either hurt by this, ooor very upset. )

Revilla waited silently, her emotions about it starting to show in her face by staring at the floor with a hurt and upset expression. She overheard boys of Evan arguing, and she sighed. She didn't like him hiding things from her. Sure, she was easy to upset and hurt, but she wasn't fragile. Far from it actually. She felt like when people hid things like that, they thought she wasn't strong enough to handle the truth. But she had to silently remind herself he was insecure about it. So was she about hers. Revilla didn't know how he got them, but she still felt a bit angry about him not telling her.

(For sure both)

After a little while Evan had his arm popped back in place, followed by a cry of pain and him swearing a good number of times. Though he was dismissed to go, he asked the nurse if she could cover his scarring first, and it was audible. " Alright, fine, but don't cry about if this stings. " Finally he was out of the room, and he looked completely normal other then an area of his arm a little red from pressure. " She was able to fix it up. " He said, trying to brush off the other stuff.

( Lol yes )

"More like unwiling to accept a mark thats gonna keep the brainisc cousinsfrom their dream collages. At least some of hem are open abotu it."

" Oh my.. That is.. that is just so horrible. Is all of your family like this? "

"I told you, not all. Only like 15%. The rest either give me he silent treatment, pretend i dont exist, tolerate me, or act normla."

" Why aren't the other 85% trying to help you if I may ask? Or do they not know or care about this at all? "

"Only 10% of that 75% acknowledge i exist and still talk to me. Thats only like 5 people."

" Well, something is better then nothing I guess.. " Angela said with a soft sigh, unsure of what to say to that.