WHO: Open
WHEN: 19 May-25th May
WHERE: Florence Memorial Hospital, Room 304
WHAT: Hospital Visiting Hours
[OOC: This is basically for anyone who wants to visit Sindre while he's in the hospital, as the other thread was getting...long. Just post with your date and time of visit as you start a new run of threads~]
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But he had managed to find two books he thought the Norwegian would find interesting, and baked off a few thin slices of cinnamon rolls that he had crisped up to an almost biscotti like texture. He wrapped the books separately in a plain deep blue wrapping, and left the cookies bagged in cellophane just in case the hospital needed to see what food he was bringing in. And for the sake of the visit and bringing good cheer he picked up a small deck of playing cards that he could leave with Sindre to put to good use in free hours.
He knocked before he entered the room, poking his head in first to make certain the coast was clear. "You feelin' any better today?" Kai asked as his announcement. He wriggled into the room and presented the gifts in his arms near immediately to the other, an anxious smile bubbling high in his features. "I-It-- well.. happy belated birthday, Sindre."
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A look of shock skittered across his face when Kai produced the gifts. "Thanks, Kai. I hadn't..." remembered, he didn't say. The people visiting had taken odd comments worse than he had intended; he didn't want to make anyone feel worse.
Taking the gifts from Kai, Sindre stared at them for a moment. "Takk."
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His mouth felt a little dry after such serious things were aired out, the pit of his stomach twisting over the mental imagery that such thoughts dredged up from the back of his subconscious. Focus on something else, he told himself. Happy things. Like ducks. And puppies. Jenga. Popscicles. Dannebrog.
Ah, Dannebrog.
He smiled just a bit, a gesture that warmed considerable at the shell-shocked look on Sindre's face. "You can open 'em," He offered, then reconsidered. "O-Or you don't have to now, whenever is good for you, yeah?"
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He had to bite the inside of his cheek hard not to show his amusement at the books. They were, admittedly, of the genre he would enjoy. They just...lacked any sort of realism. As if anything published to be acceptable to all people could ever be all that applicable to one person.
Looking back up at Kai, he nodded. "Takk, Kai. You're the first person who remembered."
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Once he finally deemed himself presentable again he withdrew his hand and blinked, frowning. "What do you mean I'm the first one who remembered?"
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At least he didn't laugh. He was tired of coughing.
Instead, he just shrugged. "It hasn't come up," he said simply.
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"Well, I hope maybe you'll like the books," Kai replied instead with a smile. "I got 'em from this new bookstore up close to the shop. Real weird lookin' place, had clown things all up inside it, but.."
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He perked up a bit at the mention of the bookstore. He had seen something about it on his phone, and it sounded like it might have a decent selection of...well, of his genre of books.
He really wasn't sure how he still had his phone. But he wasn't complaining.
"How was this new bookstore? Was this," he gestured towards the books, "section any good?"
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That last sentiment found its way to sound. "It would be nice to meet someone who actually casts."
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"Although it would be nice if you can find out his name," he added.
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"But, hey, I also brought some cards for you. Just in case you want to do some solitaire, or even fortune telling or whatever with them.." He paused for a moment. "A friend of mine taught me how to do love fortunes with cards once. Nothing real behind it, but it was fun."
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Opening them, Sindre looked at his left hand, still in bandages. "Would you like to play something, if you have the time? You'll have to shuffle, but I can do the rest."
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