“I have been watching you for a long time, Christopher. Pornhat Chris feebly punched his shoulder. He had his piss and went to the sink to wash his hands. Chris complied and the nurse left soon after, making noises about him possibly being discharged soon, and Chris laid in his bed, wondering if he’d dreamed the entire thing. He smiled to himself and whispered, “Soon.” Chris chuckled to himself, and walked back to his bed, wondering what was on TV. The wheels of his Accord began to skid as water collected under them, and Christopher tried desperately to maintain control. Chest heaving, Ebima held himself shakily above Chris.
