location. ambulance bay | circa. winter 2025 | asked by @pittnights
Fucking handicap parking was again taken and not by someone with a card. It wasn't really an issue, well it was when your balance was not natural and the streets were icy. He felt lit as soon as he had left the parking house. Most of the night he had avoided the ambulance bay since for him, the entrance was a death trap. Literally.
Jack thought himself careful when he met one of the ambulance outside, sadly as the gurney rolled in, he made quite the slip backwards. His prosthesis had no adherence and his balance went with it. He hit the ground harder than he would have liked. He felt his back be cracked into place and groaned. Fantastic. He also knew that his prosthesis had gotten moved too. He sighed and lifted a hand to his face. Fuck that hurt, at different points. Was something broken, probably not.
He literally counted backwards until someone would either laugh or be panicked to get to him. He hoped the first one, as the second one was just an awkward affair. Medstudents and younger residents tended to panic. The floor was nicely cool though. He did not feel like getting up, e had a feeling his body would scream at him if he got up. This was fine, he could live there on the floor now.
Send "Floor Time" to find my muse lying on the floor.
