 ∞ 17 | RP entrepreneur | defies gravity | Miss George is flawless | blanket burrito lyfe
Honestly, Rooney had settled into a 'go' energy ever since they got into the hospital wing and being instructed to lie down because they'd be going to sleep now went easy for him. His head lay against the pillow immediately after drinking his potion hadn't even had time to get through his full thought about asking someone to contact his mother before he was out like a light. Good, though. Because had he been given any extra time, he would have been reduced to tears at the thought of his 4' 10" tall mother dealing with her oldest child being missing. How heartbreaking.
As he came to, Rooney moved cautiously into a position where he could easily get out of his bed if he needed to. He had assumed that the uncertain feeling in his stomach that he remembered was the reason he was awake or needing the toilet. But as he let his eyes open properly, he found that he actually didn't have any sort of feeling in his stomach. Just hunger. Dull hunger. Nothing awful that was tearing his insides apart. Or perhaps he would never consider a stomach feeling as bad as the one he remembered. What..did he remember? Screams. He remembered screams.
Carlton.
Instinctively, he shot up into a sitting position and looked immediately around. "Carlton? Carlton?!" Roo let out a sigh of relief when he caught sight of the younger boy, looking in much better condition than he remembered him looking. "What'd I miss?" Clearly a lot. Given the pile next to his bed. He managed to make out the handwriting from his kid sister and deconstructed the mess of words to suggest that she was giving him updates on classes and books to read. Maybe it was time for Brinlee to accept help with her writing and spelling from someone other than him. He clearly wasn't able to help her.
Or anyone. Hadn't been able to help Liv either. And then there was helping himself.... Something he hadn't been able to do and that Henry had had to step in for him.
If he tried to go back to sleep...would all of this self doubt disappear? Could he sleep for eternity?
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