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The walls were white, the ceilings were white, the bedclothes were white - everything was white and he was bored. What time was it? How long had he been here? He felt okay, his back wasn’t even hurting today. He was driving himself mad. His hand tightened on the cover and he was just about to pull it back when he heard a voice from the doorway;
“Don’t you dare”
“But I’m bored”
“Moving isn’t going to make things better” she walked in, kissing him on the forehead.
He grumbled and nodded, resigned - there would be a next time.
The hospital was quiet at night, save for the occasional bleep of machines and the footsteps and coughs of the other people about, but the number was few. Henry rubbed his eyes, willing sleep to find him but it wouldn’t. Rose slept fitfully across from him, he watched her for a few moments with a small smile. He wanted her close to him but after that first night the nurses had frowned upon it so he had to settle for her being in the same room.
“Go to sleep” came a sleepy murmur from the other side of the room.