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My vision finally un-blurred after what felt like forever. I took in my surroundings, the walls were white, like very oddly clean white. The sound of beeping filled the room. I was in a hospital. Ah right, I almost forgotten with how good my dream was.
The sun made the walls shine bright, like very bright, it burned my eye sight. What a way to wake up am I right? Oh well, I have to at least do something just to entertain myself. What should I do….
It didn’t help the fact that hospitals don’t really have ‘hair products’ obviously. The first thing I do whenever I wake up is to do my hair, because it carried my face card for real. I’m just saying.
My hair was dyed red, with a mix of orange because I told the hair stylist to make my hair look like fire. Honestly looks good on me, I think. Over the years, I let my blonde hair grow out. Not because I’m too lazy to dye it, but because I got annoyed of whenever the blonde seeped in, it looked like I was balding. So I just grew it out.
Every morning, I would style it since my hair would just look flat and dull without styling. Too bad I don’t have access to hair products right now. Oh well, why am I talking so much about my hair anyways?
I got out of my hospital bed. Stretching a bit before walking out of my room. Do I know where I’m going? Nope. Breakfast? Nah, not today. Hospital food is ass. Maybe the garden? Yeah that doesn’t sound too bad. Since it’s always quiet.
Walking down, going down floor by floors. Despite being a hospital, it sure is loud for no fuckass reason.
I know I can be loud and obnoxious sometimes, I’m Fire spirit after all, but it’s morning. How can anything be loud in the morning? Oh well. Looks like after a while of walking, I found the garden. It was surrounded by flowers. Quite pretty plants, and it was green for sure.
I explored the garden, taking in the sight. Until a certain something…no someone? Caught my eye.
It was a guy, looked around my age. He’s pale-skinned, he has pretty green emerald eyes. He had freckles too, how cute. He had green or brown hair….more like brown roots with green hair tips. Yeah that’s more like it. His hair was pulled back into a slick back with a hairband, make sense since hospitals don’t allow gel. For a pretty face, for some reason he sure got muscles. Wait he has better muscles than me? What the hell???
But still, he’s good looking. Wait am I falling for him? I don’t even know him? But he’s so good looking oh my gosh. His freckles are so cute oh my days. And he has the most GORGEOUS EMERALD EYES THAT COULD MESMERIZE ANYONE!! OH MY GOSH HE’S SUCH A DREAM I CAN’TT
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Exploring the garden brought me peace. I always liked nature, so I’m glad that this hospital has a garden. Especially since after my attempt. I crouched down next to a flower, admiring how pretty it was.
The flower type was a hibiscus if I remember correctly. I admired the flower closely, the red velvet petals shining slightly, when I heard a couple footsteps behind me but then stopped.
I turned my head around to see who it was. It was a boy, he looked my age. He could be, I’m not sure. His hair was…flat? Eh understandable, hospitals don’t allow any hair products here. But based off what I see, his hair is dyed red and orange. Looking similar to fire, he was a natural blonde too since he has grown roots. His eyes were crimson red, huh, quite pretty I’ll admit. Never seen anyone with eyes like that. He was tanned, he also looks like he works out, but it doesn’t look like he does it much.
But at the same time I do archery so it’s probably just me. But why is he staring at me? It’s like he’s staring into my soul. I looked around, maybe there’s something behind me? Nope. My face? There wasn’t anything on it. Then what?
“Uhm…hello?” I blurted out. If you’re just gonna stare at me then at least say something?
He still didn’t reply. What the hell is his name anyways? Why is he staring at me? The heck? I slowly got up, maybe he’ll react to that. Nope he still didn’t. After a while of him just staring at me for no reason, I took matters into my own hands and decided to walk up to him.
I put my hand on his shoulder, maybe that will wake him up?? “Hello??” He suddenly jumped. Looks like I did snap him out of it after all. He looked at me quickly before regaining his composure.
“Ah my bad gang, I spaced out a bit..” Ah so he’s brain rotted.
“Clearly,” I replied in a bit of sass, unusual for me but I honestly don’t care at this point.
“So pretty boy, what’s your name?” Pretty boy? Weird.
“State your name and age first.” Who knows. He could be a pedophile for all I know, I know he looks my age but you never know.
“Hmmm alright, the name is Fire spirit and I’m 16 years old you?” Huh? So he is my age, well at least I know he’s not a pedophile.
“Wind archer, same age.”
“Ooo nice, what are you here for?” Oh my fuck. I am NOT telling a random stranger I’m in the hospital because I tried to drown myself.
“None of your business. You state your reason first ”
“Feisty…..Okay I’m here because I tried to overdose on pills..” What? Oh so we’re both here because we both tried to kill our selves, what a coincidence.
“Tried to drown myself.”
“Wait really? You shouldn’t try doing that!!” What??? The same guy who tried to kill himself by overdosing ??
“You should tell that to yourself too.”
“Yea…fair point, where you get a hairband from? It could really help style my hair!” My dad.
“My father dropped it off, I use it on days I don’t want to do my hair.”
“Ahhh, smart. My hair is so flat right now it’s annoying. It carry’s my face card!” Your what?
“It does? You look fine.” He should have seen me during my emo phase where I let my hair down.
“I do??” Why does he look so happy at my response?
“Mhm hmm”
“Well if you say it then I guess I do. Anyways! What’s your room number?” If I was on the 3rd floor…what was it…
“312”
“Oh nice! I’m room 305! We’re on the same floor!!”.
“Cool”
“Do you have your phone?”
“Uh yeah”
“What’s your phone number? You know! So we can keep in touch after one of us gets discharged from the hospital and maybe even hang out during summer!”
“Give me your phone, I’ll type it in” Should I really trust a stranger?
“Alright! Here!” He handed me his phone, he had a red phone case I noticed. I quickly typed in my phone number before handing it back to him.
“Alright! Lunch is starting soon! See ya cutie!” Cutie?
He waved to me bye before jogging inside. What a strange boy. Hm I wonder if he’s like me?