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must she always be scowling? she overhead her mother mumbling to one of the other medics. she fully anticipated the backhanded scolding, never once expressing any form of aggravation directly to the red head’s face -- in true ryu fashion. eyes rolling naturally toward any unnecessary comment and remark. at least adan was there, and he’s plenty enough to leave a smile on her face as her mind is in a dream like state all thanks to his wonderful and blessed features.
each time she hears clamoring footsteps, she unconsciously flings the covers over her injured body, wincing each time from the searing and quite unbearable pain -- keeping up such an act hoping to avoid any familiar faces. there was only one familiar face she desired to see, but would never wholly admit to it. not wanting to divulge that that someone was her person.














