Post by Luzia Gottschalk on Aug 30, 2020 18:49:49 GMT -4
Everything was just... great~. The whole world, not just all the little bits and pieces like the walls and the IV drips and the beds and the bowls, had a fuzzy edge that made everything softer. The gross cold metal doorknob was almost squeezable. It was still hard, but it wasn't as cold as before... a nice, pleasant coolness thatt Luzia couldn't help but admire. Doorknobs were wonderful friends, letting us in and out of places, always there when you needed them. You could count on a doorknob.
Walls were even better, though... she smiled as she ran her fingers along it, one finger trailing just a little ahead of the others. They protected you, from the cold and the hot, from the angry and the scared, walls were why the world wasn't as bad as it could be. She liked this one; it was soft with paint, and she was pretty sure it was bumpy... it was hard to tell when her fingertips were numb and her vision was blurry, but she could swear the paint was bumpy... wasn't it always?
Fuzzy, buzzy, luzzy, muzzy, wuzzy world.
She groaned softly as she rolled. It didn't hurt, but her chest was stiff. She had to be careful... she couldn't remember why, but she had to be careful moving. Even now, the plastic covering the futon was gross sounding... but she had clawed at it some, and she managed to peel some back. Now she had a nice, soft spot for her head, smelling nice and funny and wonderful for her to sniff at. Mmmm... it smelled like... she wasn't even sure, but it smelled good!
"you ...visitor."
Luzia blinked slowly, opening her eyes again, almost having fallen asleep sniffing at the bed, rolling onto her bed. "Huh?" She wasn't paying attention, she had just heard murmurs... but they repeated themselves. "Oh, a visitor? Lemme guess, it's a handsome, dark-haired doctor that wants to check up on me?" She grinned slyly, her tongue lasciviously sticking out of the corner of her mouth, already thinking lewd things about Niso. But instead, she gasped, sitting up with a groan when instead of a handsome black-haired boy, a beautiful white-haired lady came in.
"Oh, a nurse!" She paused for a moment, considering, then smirked salaciously again, her eyes wandering up and down, albeit sluggishly, her dilated pupils pretty clear. "Well... I'll take a nurse, too...~. Where's your uniform?" She spoke flirtatiously, as if she didn't look pale, cold, and disheveled, like she had narrowly escaped death and as if she wasn't higher than a kite.
Walls were even better, though... she smiled as she ran her fingers along it, one finger trailing just a little ahead of the others. They protected you, from the cold and the hot, from the angry and the scared, walls were why the world wasn't as bad as it could be. She liked this one; it was soft with paint, and she was pretty sure it was bumpy... it was hard to tell when her fingertips were numb and her vision was blurry, but she could swear the paint was bumpy... wasn't it always?
Fuzzy, buzzy, luzzy, muzzy, wuzzy world.
She groaned softly as she rolled. It didn't hurt, but her chest was stiff. She had to be careful... she couldn't remember why, but she had to be careful moving. Even now, the plastic covering the futon was gross sounding... but she had clawed at it some, and she managed to peel some back. Now she had a nice, soft spot for her head, smelling nice and funny and wonderful for her to sniff at. Mmmm... it smelled like... she wasn't even sure, but it smelled good!
"you ...visitor."
Luzia blinked slowly, opening her eyes again, almost having fallen asleep sniffing at the bed, rolling onto her bed. "Huh?" She wasn't paying attention, she had just heard murmurs... but they repeated themselves. "Oh, a visitor? Lemme guess, it's a handsome, dark-haired doctor that wants to check up on me?" She grinned slyly, her tongue lasciviously sticking out of the corner of her mouth, already thinking lewd things about Niso. But instead, she gasped, sitting up with a groan when instead of a handsome black-haired boy, a beautiful white-haired lady came in.
"Oh, a nurse!" She paused for a moment, considering, then smirked salaciously again, her eyes wandering up and down, albeit sluggishly, her dilated pupils pretty clear. "Well... I'll take a nurse, too...~. Where's your uniform?" She spoke flirtatiously, as if she didn't look pale, cold, and disheveled, like she had narrowly escaped death and as if she wasn't higher than a kite.
