Dec 8, 2019
“you’re in the hospital.” - @surgeonsurvived , Clay whump when?
Clay took a moment to catalog ... everything. The last thing he remembered was leaving the brownstone for a meeting with his editor and then ... nothing.
He licked his lips, finding them a bit dry and cracked - he could also feel the nasal canula providing him with oxygen. Along his arms and chest he could feel bandages and ... stitches? And past that ...
“Phi,” Clay said hoarsely, clearing his throat and trying again, frowning when he still sounded as hoarse as before. “Phi. Why can’t I feel my legs?”