PHILOMATH ❅ not one atom, but two ♪ ♪ made of starstuff ❅ def main():
Ryden's eyes widened as his hand inched closer to her and she instinctively pulled back away from him, only to realise that the wall was behind her. Erm. He was too close. What was WITH him today? First he'd looked like he was ACTUALLY going to hoist her over his shoulder or something, and now with the invasion of her privacy bubble... Something was different with Koala Boy today. Plus the way he'd said her name just then. Perhaps he wasn't Koala Boy. Perhaps this was Orlando. BUT AT ANY RATE, he should be leaving because the throbbing in her hand was getting worse and whoever he was didn't need to see her like this. No sir.
Why was she not going inside? WHY WAS SHE NOT GOING INSIDE?! BECAUSE IT WAS THE BLOODY HOSPITAL WING, IDIOT. The brunette shook her head violently, sticking out her chin stubbornly as her eyes went to the entrance of the Hospital Wing, where there was blood and medicine and icky stuff. "How about we don't go inside. It..." she paused, then very slowly tried to close her hand. Whitening even further but refusing to show how painful it was, Ryden tried to give a shaky laugh. "See? No pain, all good. We can go," she added, lowering her hand to her side so that he wouldn't see the swollen lump it was becoming and motioned with her left hand for him to go down the corridor, AWAY from the Hospital Wing. She hadn't been going to go in anyways, so there was no point to dwindle about. She'd just take another potion and hope for the best. It usually worked out anyway.
Oh, but the PAIN. Squeezing her eyes tightly shut, the brunette tried to fight off the shaky feeling that had descended over and opened them again, startled to find that her vision was a little hazy. "All good." Yep yep, she was FINE. Anything to make him go and not see her like this.
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