❝ listen to Mr. Loverman by Ricky Montgomery as you proceed on reading . it's on the media above . ❞
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𝗞𝗘𝗡𝗠𝗔 𝗚𝗥𝗨𝗡𝗧𝗘𝗗
as he looked down on his phone . Why isn't she answering my calls ? She even told me she'll call me today .
Now , this little pudding head was left with no choice but to go to the hospital you mentioned yesterday . Wearing his favorite white top paired with his Nekoma jogging pants for his practice at 10 , he went on his journey . Two bags of Blood AB are with him , with his heart beating loudly on his chest .
Finally , he'll meet you .
He will finally hear your voice personally and he bets it'll sound more beautiful than on phone . Kenma , being innocent with these type of things , isn't really aware with what he is feeling right now . Nervous ? Scared ? Excitement ? Mixed emotions . Yes , they're all mixed , leaving the pudding head biting his lip as he fidgeted his fingers holding the strap of his shoulder bag .
St. Jude's Hospital .
"Shoot," He exclaimed . "Y/N forgot to tell me what room I'll meet her Mom."
Grunting , Kenma proceeded to the nurse's station before a staff entertained him .
"Excuse me, I'm looking for Y/N L/N. What room she is?"
The nurse face scrunched . "She was discharged already, Sir."
"Discharged? So she's really a patient here?"
"Yes, she was."
So after all these times , she was the one needing this blood . I just thought it was for a relative because she never told me it was for her .
"I see, I'll just call her and–"
"Sir," The nurse is acting differently . She looked afraid . Afraid ? Scared ? "I'm afraid you can't call her anymore."
