[oom] Room Number 4, Recovering
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He sleeps for a couple of hours and when he wakes up, his mental inventory tells him that a) the painkillers that doctor gave him must be still doing their job and b) the injury doesn't feel so...tight. A glance at it confirms the feeling, the swelling has gone down considerably.
'What happened?' he mumbles, a little disorientated ( Read more... )
He sleeps for a couple of hours and when he wakes up, his mental inventory tells him that a) the painkillers that doctor gave him must be still doing their job and b) the injury doesn't feel so...tight. A glance at it confirms the feeling, the swelling has gone down considerably.
'What happened?' he mumbles, a little disorientated ( Read more... )
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He's got a bitch of a headache though.
'Who was it?'
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She sees the tension around his eyes, and reaches over, running her knuckles down his jaw. Yeah, he's hurting.
"You haven't eaten. Let me throw something together."
She sits up, brushing her hair back from her eyes, trying to think what she has in the fridge here.
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Atton Rand. The name doesn't ring a bell, which he's thankful for.
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She disappears into the kitchen and comes back with a big glass of water.
"Drink this while I find the tequila."
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