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✘ : in a waiting room while they have loved ones in surgery
shion wasn't fond of hospitals, though he wasn't sure of anyone who actually enjoyed a visit there. the scent was sterile, always an overwhelming whif of it right after a single foot was set onto the linoleum floors and the smell was distateful in his opinion. there was also far too much sickness and death and that seemed to make him more uneasy than the air trapped within the walls did.
sadly, the male couldn't just skip out on coming to visit the place, even though part of him wished that maybe, he could do just that. this time, he wasn't inside of the building for himself, rather, for a friend, a dear one he held close to his heart. it turned out that the female had severe carpal tunnel in one of her wrists and after the failed attempt at going down the physical therapy route to hopefully better the pain, she went with just getting the surgery.
it was her first time ever going into a procedure as such and after some short time of nagging, shion agreed to tag along with her so she'd have some kind of moral support to aid her conscience-- all he had to do was sit in the waiting room, easy enough.
that's where he was now, hands placed into his lap with fingers intertwined with one another, gently running the tips of them over his knuckles on either hand. brown hues were focused mostly on the shoes worn upon his feet, right now, those just being his usual tan timberlands, the soles tapping against the floor with the faintest click in a try to keep himself somewhat entertained.
for the most part, the room was quiet with the scattered sounds of doors opening and light chatter amongst other's here and there. ❝you okay?❞ he had only brought his attention from the ground when a voice came up from beside him, the sound low in his ear to the point he almost didn't catch it-- when he found the person who'd spoken, eyes settled upon his face, searching it quickly as if trying to make sure he didn't recognize him from some place. then, slowly, the corners of his lips curve upwards in a small smile and a hand lifts, habitually, to rub the back of his nape as he laughs out softly, ❝yeah, besides the fact my ass is pretty darn sore right now? i'm doing peachy i'd say.❞
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