#i stg ...

@psykld || - ̗̀☆  ̖́-

     DID SHE SAY ANY STRENUOUS PHYSICAL ACTIVITY? Did she actually say that, for the next couple weeks, even? It was as if Ness’ fear unveiled before his eyes — and the timing couldn’t be any better : his team was going to play for the finale in a couple of weeks ; he had trainings in the upcoming days. How was he going to attend them if he was denied any strenuous physical activity for the next couple of weeks?

     It felt like he caught a lump in his throat, much was the information to take in all at once. With a hand on his chest, the raven let out a sigh, eyes drifting from Paula’s concerned and overprotective figure to an insignificant spot on the floor.

     “That’s not good.”   he murmured to himself, lips quirking into a pout.   “I could just heal myself, y’know? I should be fine.”   it was but a mere sprained ankle ; how could such a pathetic thing stop him for a couple of weeks? A little PK Lifeup should do the trick, he was sure of it. But to what avail? His ankle would still need recovery ... At least he wouldn’t be absent for two weeks, yet he would still skip a few trainings.

     Another sigh.