Back to the land of the living | RP with isabelowens
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James felt far from well as he gradually regained consciousness, but at least he was awake, which meant he wasn't in a coma. He opened his eyes slowly, but just a little, the hospital lights harsh on his groggy eyes. One by one, he recognised the familiar elements... ventilator in his nose, pads of a heart monitor on his chest, IV canulas in both the back of his hand and further up his forearm, nausea, headache, dry mouth, dry throat, scratchy hospital gown, even scratchier hospital sheets and blankets, a warm hand wrapped around his...
He turned his head a little and through his heavy-lidded eyes, found Isabel sitting at his side, shoulders hunched and head dipped down towards her lap. "See what happens when you stand me up on stakeouts and leave me with Frank..." he said hoarsely, sounding more weak than he intended.
James felt far from well as he gradually regained consciousness, but at least he was awake, which meant he wasn't in a coma. He opened his eyes slowly, but just a little, the hospital lights harsh on his groggy eyes. One by one, he recognised the familiar elements... ventilator in his nose, pads of a heart monitor on his chest, IV canulas in both the back of his hand and further up his forearm, nausea, headache, dry mouth, dry throat, scratchy hospital gown, even scratchier hospital sheets and blankets, a warm hand wrapped around his...
He turned his head a little and through his heavy-lidded eyes, found Isabel sitting at his side, shoulders hunched and head dipped down towards her lap. "See what happens when you stand me up on stakeouts and leave me with Frank..." he said hoarsely, sounding more weak than he intended.