Warning: Language, hospital setting, nausea, vomit mention, blood, drunk character
It was 3am. Pidge lay on her back on the bed in her light blue tinted room. Her eyes were red, mainly from them being strained from coughing her lungs out and puking up everything she ate. Not pleasant. A clear face mask covered her nose and mouth, mainly because of the constant coughing.
She was just about to fall asleep. At around midnight, she had finished the sandwich from when Shiro visited, mainly because she knew not to leave fast food out overnight. 15 minutes later, it ended up not agreeing.
As she closed her eyes slowly, the door busted open. She sat up, taking note of the man-like figure creeping closer.
The figure eventually plopped down on a space next to her legs. She could tell who it was from the markings on his cheeks and the pointiness of his ears. Not to mention, he seemed to be shit-faced drunk.
Coran. Good old Coran.
"What are you doing here?" she asked. "It's 3am. I was just about to get to sleep."
"You're my bess frien... #5..."
"Jesus. Uh, does Ayre think you're still at the local pub?"
"No..., well maybe. I'm not sure."
"Uuuggghhh." she groaned, placing her face in her hands. "I don't have the patience to deal with this right now."
At that point, she started to cough. Luckily, he took a bit of notice.
"Do you need a nurse? Let me get you a nurse."
With that, he left.
Sometime later, she stopped coughing. When she looked down into her mask, she saw blood. At that point, she guessed he left the building as a whole.
She tried to get to sleep again.

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FanfictionThey're home now. Back on Earth. But, at what cost? (Canon divergent to a point) (Direct follow-up to "The Edge") (Coran x OC) (Shiro x Matt) (Lance x Pidge)