Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.
The various clicking and swishing of lab coats and scrub covered shoes on the cold white linoleum floors walked into Alina's ears as her eyes groggily opened up. Her eyes hurt. Everything was blindingly white and sterile looking. Then, as she gradually creaked her eyelids open, she gradually percieved a fuzzy brown blob move into the vision, gradually gettting clearer and clearer. It was Dave.
"Bitch, whaddya want?" she grumbled.
Davie cluelessly stared back at her (as he almost always does).
"Flowers," he said, shoving a 4 milimeter tall and 10 milimeter wide bunch of origami flowers at her.
"The fuck is this boquet Davie," she said, scrunching her nose.
"I-uh, I just got out, so I had lunch at the cafeteria...and I wanted to get you a present. So I made you some origami flowers out of napkins an-"
"WHY DOES IT REEK OF KETCHUP?"
"Well I had to color them somehow..."
"YOU JUST FUCKING COULDN'T WAIT?"
"I saved your life..."
Alina stopped. She stared intensly into Davie's eyes.
Davie squirmed uncomfortably, shifting his feet to and fro, fidgeting his fingers.
"Im sorry. I shouldn't have yelled at you."
"Its fine. I forgive you."
The CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT PARADE marches through the streets of this fictional universe.
"Alrighty, well I want to go back to sleep. Im exhausted. I'll keep your boquet, its a nice gesture."
"Thanks."
Dave exited the room. As he traipsed down the hallways merrily, with his crusty bandages trailing after his wake, he knocked into someone.
"Oh my gosh! Im so sorry! Are you ok?"
"Wh-Oh!"
In front of Dave was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen, so beautiful that he couldnt describe her in words. Yes, Dave's inability to describe another human being is definitely because he is such a simp that he cannot describe a beautiful girl, not because the author doesn't know what Dave's real life girlfriend look li-OH WAIT THAT WAS A SPOILER IM SORRY!
Anyways.
Dave gawked at her for several millenia.
She stared back at him.
Then he remember that talking existed.
"uh-I-uh-Hey"
"Hi...How can I help you?"
Now, several situations ran Davie's head, all of which involved him being incredibly charismatic and charming. Situation A revolved around Davie getting on his knees and immediately proposing marriage, and then going on a romantic cruise for honeymoon. Situation B involved him showering her in a multitude of gifts, particularily a beautiful gold ring inset with platinum carvings and a 30 karat diamond, and then proposing to her and getting married with a honeymoon to Europe. Situation C concerned Davie spilling out all of his deep, complex and emotionally charged feelings towards her, wooing her with the complexities of his soul, and winning over her. Then he would propose marriage and live happily ever after.
Dave opted for Situation D, which was usually his go to plan for talking to cute chicks.
He sauntered up to the nurse sassily.
"h-hi" he said timidly.
"Are you alright?"
"No - YES!"
She arched a brow.
"You sure?"
"mmMMMMMHm. I am totally, 100% totally fine and Im so fine yeah I am just the best today, Im great thank you for asking will you date me please?"
Oh shit, Dave thought.
"uhh...I'm good...thanks."
"Oh uh well then, uh GOODBYYEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"
He sprinted out, crashing into various walls inside the narrow hallway, back into Alina's room.
Meanwhile, Alina was busy figuring out what the actual fuck was going on.
