[That night of fighting had finally caught up with Shiki. It's been forever since he had a minor attack and now he was feeling slightly dizzy. He brushed it off and stood up from his bed. Unfortunately, he was hit with the worst of it. Shiki was forced to grab his nightstand in an attempt to keep up straight and fight off the encroaching blackness that came from one of his anemia attacks.
In his struggles, the nightstand could barely hold his weight and went toppling over, spilling its contents all over the floor. The shock from the crash it made sent Shiki back into consciousness and he steadied himself before having an unfortunate accident.]
...dammit.
[Even if he was feeling light headed, he rushed to clean up the mess before anyone could question what could happen. The last thing he needed was people worrying about him.]