#!eric

( *swollen eyes lazily open, greeting the white ceiling of the infirmary with minimal surprise.  how familiar had the sight gotten?  probably too much.  maybe she should go to sleep again--the slumber of the last two days had oddly absent of nightmares, making it an even better escape than usual.  but she can't, she actually can't, for when her eyes flutter shut, not a drop of fatigue, of dream dust, can keep them stuck together and so she sighs, rolls onto her side and pulls out her phone, opening anipang.  a nurse pokes stops by the girl's bedside, smiling sweetly before murmuring questions on how she felt--the answer was always 'okay,' even though that was no where near true--and announcing, that the doctor would be right with her.  she nods, giving the woman a hesitant smile before reclining back and focusing on her game.  her eyes shift to the left side of her bed, and she sighs.