Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-32701432-20170308181230/@comment-26854056-20170313222719

Wootwoot im alive

Leo looked at his Harvey's unconscious corpse with soulless eyes. Too numb to cry, too numb to try and wake him up, too numb to recognize the crowd that was crowding around them.

He didn't have enough energy to sit up, so all he could do was reach out for his face, playing with his teal hair as if they were just sitting on the sofa, watching old documentaries after visits to the pool on warm, hazy Sundays.

All he could remember after that are flashes of red, blue and yellow swarming around the place. And desperately, silently, screaming Harvard's name as they were both forced into stretchers.

Three days, sixteen hours, twenty seven minutes and fifty nine seconds.

That was how long Harvard was unconscious for. Leon already being discharged with a light head injury and a few stitches here and there

He had been watching the clock obsessively like a hawk, counting every single second without fail. The Sharp smell of the lemon disinfectant they used in the waiting room was burning his lungs, the white, LED, lights becoming a nuisance to his eyes.

He kept on glancing towards Harvard's ward, fiddling with the bandages that covered half of his head in anxiety. He was unable to push away the thought that the ravenmight not survive through this. To be honest, he was worried sick, barely getting any sleep from his restlessness.

Once more, he glanced towards the door, trying to send him mental message after mental message to comfort himself about the fact that as of now, his beloved was alive and well.