* @home2u : sender gives receiver company in the hospital.
“ y’sure you don’t want some jello ? it’s reeeeally disgusting. ” cue a crooked smile, split lip and all, spinning the spoon in her direction with fabricated excitement. as far as anyone knew, he’d come straight from a bar fight – explaining why he had no alcohol in his system had been an interesting conversation. nurses have scattered, pounding subsided once eyebrow was stitched & knuckles were wrapped. only thing left to deal with was current company. “ you really don’t have to wait here. ”
sticking around was hardly something he was used to, and almost never something he had to argue against. it was a concept unfamiliar to a man constantly running, a fantasy so often sought but hardly ever obtained for long. he wasn’t built for it, hadn’t been trained how to react when it was offered . . . even if it came from a place of pity. “ i appreciate the company, but if i’m bored i can’t imagine this is any fun for you. ” she was a liability he couldn’t afford to account for, and another thing in the way of jumping out of there.
