Breanna
It's been over three days since I've been in this hospital. In the first few hours of my stay, I thought, Hey, this doesn't seem so bad. Maybe staying here for a week or so won't be as terrible as most people think. Turns out I was wrong and it is just as terrible as most people think. It's immensely boring here and the shows on TV suck ass, honestly.
The only good thing I get out of staying in this hellish building is that I don't get to go to school.
Lauren visited me yesterday, surprisingly, since the last time we saw each day other, we weren't really om good terms. But she has school work and a new part-time job in a coffee shop to worry about so she won't be here very often, I'm pretty sure. My parents, on the other hand, visited me every chance they got. When they're not here, they're working, and when they're not working, they're here.
I shifted a little bit, my muscles sore from staying in one position for a little too long, and wincing as I moved my bad shoulder. I rubbed my eyes sleepily and grabbed my phone from the nightstand. There were five text messages from an unknowm number. I frowned and opened them.
Unknown: hey, how are you doing?
Unknown: btw this is Ryan
Unknown: the fourth
Unknown: i got your number from your friend lauren
Unknown: also she seems to hate me?? don't wanna jump to conclusions but 🌚
I smiled, saving his number and naming it Ryan IV. This boy, I swear.
Me: Hey Ryan. I'm doing okay, thanks. :) Why do you think Lauren hates you?
I searched for my earphones in my bag and put on some music while waiting for a reply.
Ryan IV: glad to hear that!
Ryan IV: i dunno, she just...... hates me y'know?
Me: Aw, does it hurt this poor little boy's feelings? :")
Ryan IV: will you give me a little kiss if it did?
I paused. What?
Ryan IV: i'm just kidding please don't block me
Me: Ahaha, it's all good :)
Ryan IV: what's your room number?
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