It was quite the sight for the village as the young petite, well dressed girl walked the streets with her kohai over shoulder. What probably made it worse was that her watch never stopped ringing it almost even seemed to sync up with the young boy’s snoring. ‘God please make this a beneficial move on my part, I mean I could have left him there to rot but I did the good thing and picked his unconscious body up and I am bringing him to the hospital.’ She thought to herself in a sort of rambling train of thought as she neared the main entrance of the hospital in hopes someone would greet her and take him off her hands.
“Hello! I have an unconscious boy here who could use some medical attention!” She called out as she pushed onward through the threshold of the hospital and began to look around. The ride over was surely not a pleasant one for the young lad as she did nothing to make up for the bumps and drops as she hoofed it across the village. ’Please let someone be here to take him!' She begged inside her mind as she wanted nothing more to do with the situation. Obviously unaware that as the only witness to what had happened she would be questioned for information, forcing her to deal with even more than she had bargained for. The scent of the hospital was something she was used to but it always reminded her of her first manic episode due to having to be housed under observation for further erratic behavior even after she had settled down. It was possibly the worst month of her entire life up to that point and still holds that record. She shivered at the mere thought of that month as she stood in the threshold Hoshi’s limp body over her right shoulder and a look that screamed I really don’t want to be here.
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“Hello! I have an unconscious boy here who could use some medical attention!” She called out as she pushed onward through the threshold of the hospital and began to look around. The ride over was surely not a pleasant one for the young lad as she did nothing to make up for the bumps and drops as she hoofed it across the village. ’Please let someone be here to take him!' She begged inside her mind as she wanted nothing more to do with the situation. Obviously unaware that as the only witness to what had happened she would be questioned for information, forcing her to deal with even more than she had bargained for. The scent of the hospital was something she was used to but it always reminded her of her first manic episode due to having to be housed under observation for further erratic behavior even after she had settled down. It was possibly the worst month of her entire life up to that point and still holds that record. She shivered at the mere thought of that month as she stood in the threshold Hoshi’s limp body over her right shoulder and a look that screamed I really don’t want to be here.
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