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sayitwithpocky2012-02-25 08:51 pm
bandagedbandit) wrote in sayitwithpocky2012-02-25 08:51 pm
Because you can never have enough hurt/comfort
[Clarissa is finally awake for the first time in hours, and the first thought that slowly pulls itself together through the sleepy and medicated haze is relief that she's not in the hospital. The world is blurred as she looks around, bleary and disorientated, but the lack of white and sterility around her is comforting. Just because she's spent so much of her life in and out of hospitals doesn't mean she doesn't hate them.
It had been a horrible few days, Clarissa knows that much, but thankfully she doesn't remember most of it. She does remember the ditch, and how she had begun falling before she had even realised there had been anything to fall into. She remembers how her head had struck something hard on the way down and how there had been a horrible, tearing pain in her side, more terrible than she thinks she's ever experienced, before she had blacked out.
What she doesn't remember is being found by a pair of Pokemon trainers who had happened to be passing and dragged to the island's only clinic, nor being sent straight into extensive surgery to remove the bits of tree-branch impaled in her side. But she remembers being briefly conscious in the clinic before falling back into medically-induced sleep.
...And now she's here, on the sofa in her own home, in her well-worn pull-over hooded sweatshirt and with one of the scruffy spare blankets over her. Right now that's all she cares about...although, there was one other thing...but right now she can barely think straight and is just tempted to fall straight back to sleep...]
It had been a horrible few days, Clarissa knows that much, but thankfully she doesn't remember most of it. She does remember the ditch, and how she had begun falling before she had even realised there had been anything to fall into. She remembers how her head had struck something hard on the way down and how there had been a horrible, tearing pain in her side, more terrible than she thinks she's ever experienced, before she had blacked out.
What she doesn't remember is being found by a pair of Pokemon trainers who had happened to be passing and dragged to the island's only clinic, nor being sent straight into extensive surgery to remove the bits of tree-branch impaled in her side. But she remembers being briefly conscious in the clinic before falling back into medically-induced sleep.
...And now she's here, on the sofa in her own home, in her well-worn pull-over hooded sweatshirt and with one of the scruffy spare blankets over her. Right now that's all she cares about...although, there was one other thing...but right now she can barely think straight and is just tempted to fall straight back to sleep...]