@cohmpton asked : ❛ nurse . give my muse company in the hospital ., from bill !
“ look at you ! you’re so pretty , i’m so glad you’re here ... ” beaming , pandora clutches to his palms , stroking the sides of his forearm with pale palms and hungry fingers , sufficiently warmed by this white cocoon of a bed , which she’d been repeatedly and forcefully tucked into . at last , they’d settled for sedation : which is just now starting to wear off , still lingering in small gestures , and her overall overtness . “ did you turn into a bat and sneak in ------- oooh , that’s right ... you guys can’t really do that . bummer . ” she laughs in interrupted chortles , genuinely amused in this inhebriated state , and lets her weary head collide against the pillow that cushions its fall .
releasing a loaded sigh , pandora grows tired of the bleak ceiling and focuses on his beautiful blue eyes instead , bright , cold , impossibly morose . she could not hope to contain the wells of sorrow that inhabit them ---- but even so , she wishes she could soothe the storm , if only a little . wearing a warm and doting expression , as though honey and milk would soon pour from her lips , she’d yet to let go of his hand ---- safely kept within her hold , tucked away for nobody else to steal . “ bill , ” she whispers groggily , flickering in and out of reality like one of the many ghosts trapped inside these walls . “ you should ... steal me away . ” she doesn’t have enough conscience left to elaborate that she loathes hospitals , and all the voices that come with it .
