Visitor Time [closed]
After heading back to her flat at around roughly two o'clock in the morning, shoved out by a very polite but very stern Mrs. Davies, Marlow collapsed into her bed, only barely nudging Riley awake to let him know Lavender was alive and stable. Her boyfriend groaned in return, his deep sleep blocking any sort of sympathy. He did manage to kiss her cheek before falling back into his typical coma.
It had only been a day and a half since the attack and Marlow had yet to find a time to pop in to see how Lavender was fairing. Classes had been madness and with news of the third attack, she couldn't get a single child to sit still for even a moment.
But now, with a slight break in her day, Marlow hurried out to the hospital, a small vase of fresh mums in her hand as she navigated her way through the hallways.
Finally, she approached Lavender's room and poked her head inside.
"You're not all visitor-ed out are you?" she asked.
It had only been a day and a half since the attack and Marlow had yet to find a time to pop in to see how Lavender was fairing. Classes had been madness and with news of the third attack, she couldn't get a single child to sit still for even a moment.
But now, with a slight break in her day, Marlow hurried out to the hospital, a small vase of fresh mums in her hand as she navigated her way through the hallways.
Finally, she approached Lavender's room and poked her head inside.
"You're not all visitor-ed out are you?" she asked.