Aug 28, 2015
John was at the hospital win an hour, panting and red faced from running to his room. He threw open the door and stood by the blonde's bed, doubled over and wheezing. "He..hey. Dave...."
Dave was reclined in his hospital bed, he looked like death. The underside of his arms were bruised evenly, his skin pallid, almost with a green hue, and he was much skinnier than the last time they met. He raised an eyebrow and glanced up at his friend, then back down at his dry erase board. He quickly began writing something down.‘hey dude, dim your headlights i aint goin’ anywhere for a while.thank for comin’ to see me though’
