&& with @jaeyx
for better or for worse, it’s not hasun’s first trip to the hospital -- his early, overzealous rollerblading days have gotten him fairly acquainted to bruises and sprains, but it’s definitely his first time having to stay in one for more than a couple of hours, and he’s learning well. they’d gotten him a bed and a nurse had dropped off a pudding cup that was supposed to be his snack or something, then left him to his devices. he just wanted to leave, but the diagnosis had been a minor concussion after accidentally slamming full-force into the skating rink wall, and apparently that meant he needed to be seen first. he was sure that those passerby’s who’d taken him to the hospital had meant well, but this was so inconvenient.
the room was sectioned off into two, with two beds for him and the other person who’d been unlucky enough to be stuffed in here with him. for the most part, he’d minded his own business since he’d been dropped off in here, but currently his temporary roommate was flipping through the channels on the little tv on the opposite wall, and since that’s what would be playing until he finally got out of here, he thought he should have some say in it.
“what’s showing right now?” he winces as he sits up in his head, squinting at the screen nad the show that the other had stopped on. “a documentary? can’t you put on something else?”