After a failed suicide attempt and memory loss, Andrew's in the psychiatry ward and is being looked after by a cute nurse always on the move! Maybe almost dying isn't so bad if he gets to see such an angel... well, more like a fallen angel, he's com...
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Andrew's brain surgery to drain the excessive blood was a success! Andrew felt loopy from all the twilight anesthesia they injected into him so he was asleep during the surgery, but he's no longer suffering from double-vision, maybe soon he can start remembering things again.
Andrew locked his wheelchair in place and refused to move from the hallway. He was dead set on waiting for (Y/N). Any nurse or doctor that tried to come near him to bring him back to his room (or get him out of the way) would be slapped away and assaulted with the most vile curse words that would make a nun have a heart attack. Whenever Andrewheard footsteps coming, he'd look over, eyes sparkling in excitement, before dropping once noticing it wasn't in fact (Y/N).
Another set of footsteps could be heard walking down the hallway. Andrew looked over and resisted the urge to smile or seem excited that she came.
"Hi, Andrew! Sorry I'm late. I was watching the infants until the NNP came back." (Y/N) explained.
God, he loved how she said his name. Did it have to do with how damn cute she was, or was her voice really just that enchanting?
"How do you feel? Tired? Dizzy? Loopy? Hungry? Thirsty?" she questioned, bombarding him with questions.
"Mm." Andrew shrugged his shoulders, resisting the urge to wince, but failing.
"Oh, does your head hurt?" (Y/N) questioned. "Oh, well obviously it must! You had surgery!" she commented, realizing how stupid her question was.
"It just hurts a bit..." Andrew muttered.
"Let's get you back to your room, then I'll give you some painkillers." She spoke.
Andrew unlocked his wheelchair and started rolling away without (Y/N)'s help, stopping in front of her with a pointed stare glare as if to say "are we leaving yet?"
"Oh! You got the hang of it. Good job, Andrew!" (Y/N) praised, causing him to advert his eyes and huff.
"It's not a big deal... It's a pretty easy thing to learn." Andrew explained, ignoring how his heartbeat increased.
"Aw, don't be like that. You did it all on your own in only a few minutes, and you learned how to turn the wheel! That's impressive!" (Y/N) smiled, only causing Andrew's face to get more red.
"Are you done?" Andrew huffed.
"Okay, okay. Let's get going." She chuckled. "Follow me."
Andrew didn't exactly trust her sense of direction, especially considering earlier's wild goose chase, but Andrew didn't mind getting lost with her—it meant he got to spend a little extra time with her.
"Before we go to your room, do you mind if I make a quick stop to a friend?" she questioned as they entered the elevator together.
A friend?Andrew thought, a sore and red hot bubble starting to simmer in his chest. Who the hell is it?
