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Super Spaz 
Dylan gave a sigh of relief. He would only have it on his leg. And he could wear his trousers over the top of it. He didn't want people to see that he was a cripple. How stupid. Who breaks their leg jumping off a bed? Obviously the one and only Dylan Denver.
"Can I take it off to shower?" It was a good question, since he couldn't get it wet. "Don't worry I won't break it. I don't do anything extreme." Just means he couldn't play anymore football. Woot.
He nodded, and shimmied off the bed. Wow it felt weird. He leant on the bed, to accustom his leg to the change. He grabbed hold of the crutches, "Seriously, are these necessary?"
Gabriella nodded in reply to Dylan's question.
"Yes, you may take it off to shower. It's not a big deal to take it off for a small amount of time each day, since the bones are already mended," she answered. She hoped the boy would be responsible with the brace. Had she not trusted him to be responsible, she wouldn't have revealed that he could occasionally take it off in the first place.
She watched him as he stood and grabbed a hold of the crutches. He seemed to be making do just fine---so far.
"Yes, of course this is necessary. I wouldn't have braced your leg in the first place had it not been," she replied.
"Alright, Mr. Denver, I'm trusting you to be responsible with this. Exercise caution and come back to see me in one month. I'll remove the brace for good then. Have a good day."