Miaow
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NORTHVIEW HIGH
The Infirmary
A Flashback
The infirmary was quiet. That was a nice change. With all the Samaritans around, getting into fights, tripping over their own feet, getting bitten by a certain rabbit... that place was never quiet. It was the evening, the only patients left were Minnie and Harry.
Minnie curled up on her side, her knees tucked up close to her stomach. Her face was still swollen, black and blue. Her arms were wrapped tight, the bandage covering from her palms to her elbows. Gene had paid her a little visit and done her best to fix her hair but there was still a visible chunk of fringe that was shorter than the rest. With her two options being sleep and watch Mac and Pandora work, she was practically a registered nurse.
"Alright, Harry, it's dinner time..." Pandora smiled, pushing a tray of supplies to his bedside, "Our chef made stew, so you're getting... blended up, mushy stew. Yummy."
"You know it was pretty good when it was solid, so, it can't be that bad as a smoothie."
Minnie pulled her blanket closer to her chin, frowning a little.
"Why do you talk to him?"
"Why not?" Pandora asked as she inserted the feeding tube, "I talk to you, don't I?"
"Yeah, but... can he hear you?"
"I like to think so... There's a few case studies, actually. People woke up from comas and heard everything, they remembered everything their family said." Pandora smiled, "Imagine laying here as long as Harry has with no one to talk to. You'd be bored, right? Plus, it fills the silence."
Minnie shrugged, avoiding eye contact.
"Alright. I gotta get your dinner, so keep an eye on him, yeah? Don't let him go anywhere," Pandora smiled as she removed the feeding tube, setting her tray of equipment aside. Minnie nodded, shifting in her bed to try and get comfy.
God, Pandora was right. The silence in that room was deafening, she didn't like it. It made the ringing in her ears seem louder. She frowned, wincing as she slowly propped herself up on one of her elbows. Her head felt like a bowling ball, a huge weight to prop up on her neck.
"Uhhhh... hi, Harry," She murmured. I think this is worse than when it was quiet...
"Pandora says you can hear this kinda stuff, so... She said I have to stay in here until I can walk back to my room on my own. I can't even walk to the bathroom on my own right now, so, uhh... I guess we're roommates for a bit." She told him, resting her head back down on her pillow.
"Haewon said you got your butt kicked. I was in the room when you came in. You bled a lot," Was this the kind of thing she was supposed to be saying? It felt... mean. She wanted to relate to him. Clearly, she wasn't in the best shape herself, but the memories weren't clear.
"I don't remember what happened to me, but... I'm pretty sure I got my butt kicked, too, so..."
She shivered, trying to pull her blanket even closer to her face.
"Pandora says I'm so cold all the time because I lost a lot of blood... so you must be cold too, right?" She asked, not that he could answer, "Xander said he'd come see me today. He visits every day. He can get you another blanket."