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seventy: yet Another party, part 2

misto pov
     i wake up, decide i don't like being up, and try to go back to sleep. what blocks my preferred silence is an annoying, persistent beeping noise. it's steady, high-pitched, and loud. i try to make it stop with my mind, but it doesn't work. beep beep beep...

     i open my eyes slowly and carefully, only to see a white tiled ceiling. it's too bright, i blink a few times. individual tiles come into focus. my eyes follow the lines, like a game of... follow-the-line.

     "he's awake," a female voice announces in a relived tone.

     i shift a little. who's awake? what happened? suddenly, the harsh sound of crumpling aluminum fills my head. someone's yelling, i think it's me. there are car horns, too.

     i wriggle even more, trying to get rid of the noises. i realize that nothing hurts when i move. am i okay? maybe i'm just really high on morphine?

     "mr. mistoffelees?" sorry, i had to someone, the same voice as before, asks to confirm my identity.

     "yeah. that's me," i say, but my voice is scratchy and gross.

     "do you remember what happened?" she asks, almost as if i'm a child.

     "a little bit..." i say, yawning.

     "there was an accident—" everything floods back to me.

     "is he okay?" i blurt out. "sorry, there was someone else in the car with me, is he okay?"

     the nurse hesitates.

so i really thought about leaving it here lmao

and i am. have a good night!!!