Who: Daisuke and Dart
What: Waking up in a hospital isn't the best way to start the holidays
When: December 1st, afternoon
Where: Tetha Hospital
Machinery beeped and whirred, various cords connected to the sleeping form of a certain onmyoji. Sunlight filtered through a window in the room, splashing across the bed and Daisuke's face.
Quietly, he groaned and attempted to lift a hand across his face to block it, only to find that his hand was tethered by an IV, and his joints ached in protest. He barely remembered the night before. Something about getting upset with Ana, and then...
Nothing. It was a blank. But whatever it was, some one had brought him to the hospital.
And it wasn't exactly a place he wanted to be.