Apr 08, 2010 13:41
[The room is dimly lit, a lamp on the side-table providing the only light. Ed is sprawled out on the couch in 5-2 fast asleep, evidently having listened to the nurse who instructed him to take it easy when he was discharged earlier that day. From the piles of papers on the coffee table around the Guide, a stack of which had fallen over and turned the device on, Ed had been catching up on his homework from the last couple of days.
And reading the rather thick book that is currently spread across his chest. The spine is just barely visible and if you squint the book proves to be one on nuclear fusion. Just a little light reading. There are also a few stacks of books on the floor around the coffee table, though those aren't visible.
There are no visible signs of his injury on Monday, though... there is a small wastebasket sitting between the couch and the coffee table, the lip of which is just barely visible. And a bottle of extra-strength paracetamol (acetaminophen) is just barely visible at the edge of the camera.]
[ooc: BACKDATED TO LATE WEDNESDAY NIGHT]
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