Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28412230-20170607213356/@comment-26854056-20170703192720

Leon limped out of bed, hobbling into his clothes as he gripped onto one of his crutches in an attempt to get dressed without his stitches bursting. Bonnie sat in the overstuffed armchair in the corner of the room, wearing a pretty white dress and a black cardigan while swinging her legs on the ottoman. Unlike her brother, she seemed to be obnoxiously clueless about what was happening, Clyde trying to keep her safe by using ignorance.

As Leon finally tugged his shirt on, he collapsed back on the bed, such a mundane task resulting in gasps of exhaustion and pain. Reaching out for his crutches, he hobbled into the discharge lounge, the twins scampering slowly after him.