Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28412230-20170607213356/@comment-28412230-20170703194314

''The ombre turned his head over to where his lover was, half-witnessing how he was struggling to do simple, everyday tasks like putting on a shirt. He frowned, sliding open the door slowly as he waved at the children.''

''"Hey," he spoke, his clearly improving from the events in the past two weeks. Today, he was wearing his signature attire: his hoodie, blue jeans, saturated scarf, and combat boots. Immediately, Harvard fawned over Leon's side, everso delicately guiding him over to the discharge area before pecking him on his cheek soothingly.''

''Fortunately, the ombre's physique was recovering slowly, but surely. He longer looked as skeletal as he did due to gaining more of weight back, but still maintained his skinny appearance. Despite the mental chaos, he had gotten much more sleep than he asked for.''

"I want you to take it easy this week, okay...? You have recovering to do, and I don't want you to strain yourself too much."