Campus Corner (Open)

[celestialdragon]

"That'll be fine, if anything changes I'll let you know," I say. "Also, something light for dinner."

 

[CarnivalBarker]

"Light?" I tease. "You sure you're okay?"

 

[celestialdragon]

"Yeah, baby, just not very hungry. And yes, light. Like pasta or something."

 

[CarnivalBarker]

"You got it," I tell you. "Anything else?"

 

[celestialdragon]

"No, sweetie," I say softly. "Say hello to everyone for me, I'm going back to sleep."

 

[CarnivalBarker]

I find you crashed on the couch when I get home. "Hey baby," I say, unable to tell if you're awake or not.

 

[celestialdragon]

I'm about half awake and I open my eyes to see you. "Hey. . ." I say softly, stretching.

 

[CarnivalBarker]

"Got you a pasta plate with chicken," I say, turning on a lamp and walking over to kiss your forehead.

 

[celestialdragon]

Smiling I sit up and take my food from you. "thanks, baby," I say softly.

 

[CarnivalBarker]

"Did you sleep all day?" I ask, with a bit of a tone.

 

[celestialdragon]

"No," I say, shaking my head. "I did some reading, too. . ."

 

[CarnivalBarker]

I shake my head with no response and go to the kitchen, searching for a beer. "Could have gotten groceries," I mumble.

 

[celestialdragon]

"Sorry," I say with a bit of a bite. "I didn't realize that I needed to do things today." I start to redo the top wrappings of my hand again for the hundredth time today as I eat.

 

[CarnivalBarker]

"Today?" I say rhetorically, with an attitude before opening my beer and walking past you, heading alone to the clubroom.

 

[celestialdragon]

I shrug it off and continue to eat, alone, and struggle with my hand, before giving a frustrated cry and hitting it on the sofa hard.

 

[CarnivalBarker]

"What is wrong, princess?" I ask with a bit of a mocking tone when I hear you from the other room.

 

[celestialdragon]

"NOTHING!" I bark back. I was pissed that I was in this position and did not want to be. I storm upstairs to the bathroom, where I can continue my struggle where you can't hear.

 

[CarnivalBarker]

I roll my eyes, drink my beer, and find the Mavericks-Heat game on tv. "Jesus," I say under my breath as I hear you go upstairs.

 

[celestialdragon]

Finally giving up on bandages, I clean the wound again and put it in the sling without the bandages. I go and grab my purse and poke my head in the clubroom, not letting you see my bad hand. "Going to the store, Your Highness," I snap before heading out the door.

 

[CarnivalBarker]

"Whatever," I say, dismissively, not appreciating your attitude.

 

[celestialdragon]

I go out shopping for groceries and return a couple hours later, my arm laden with bags and I start to put them away by myself. I was in a lot of pain, but I didn't feel like going for my meds and I don't even let you know that I'm back, until I drop the gallon of milk on my foot and I let out a cry of pain.

 

[CarnivalBarker]

"You ok," I ask, still in the dayroom, unwilling to move because Lebron has 18 points in the first half.

 

[celestialdragon]

"Yeah," I call back softly, kneeling down and grabbing the jug of milk. "I'm fine. . ." I continue to work at putting away the groceries.

 

[CarnivalBarker]

At the next time out, I come in for another beer and see you struggling. "What are you doing?" I ask. I notice a couple of light streaks of blood on the counter.

 

[celestialdragon]

"I'm putting the groceries away," I tell you, putting up the last of the groceries. "I'm fine, Reece." I open the fridge and hand you another beer with my good hand.