Apr 3, 2015
105692 replied to your post:“I just want to go home…” he thought to himself as...
"Home? Where exactly is home?" Amber was silent, resting on one of the chairs with a notepad against her thigh, pen in the other. Her eyes glazed over the male resting before her.
Confusion flitted over the male’s face as he looked over at the woman that sat beside him. Did he speak aloud? He thought he was silent... Guess the pain meds were working. “When did you get here? And why are you asking?” he replied softly, looking back up at the ceiling, the wound to his temple hurting if he kept looking at her. Not like he could move much besides that.
