( xinitium: )
( beep. beep. beep. beep. ) he could hear the heart rate monitor everytime he woke from his sleep, and the memories that came back everytime eventually forced him back into his dreamland. but this time was different —- out of the corner of his eye, he could see someone sitting in one of the chairs. he blinked his eyes the rest of the way opened, and tried to ignore the ringing in his ears as he practically breathed a single word.
”….hi.”
allison was notified about scott's accident just as she was shoving her suitcases into her rental car. she had left for two weeks to visit her father. & she hasn't even had the chance to head home after rushing back to her hometown. her eyes heavy with exhaustion, she arrived quite late after everyone had already visited. balloons & get well cards scattered the dimlit room. she swallowed the lump in the back of her throat, chewing anxiously on her bottom lip. the noises conducted by the heart rate monitor became customary for allison, the constant beat resulted in her to doze off. that was until she heard a faint voice, an introduction equivalent to a breath. " hi, " she uttered, unsure on how to speak without her voice cracking. she was upset: upset that this happened. she forces the edges of her lips to curve into a smile, because this was about scott. she had to be here for him, despite being upset that he was hurt.
