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Post by lexi on Jan 5, 2012 18:46:13 GMT -5
  everything was hazy, and bambi wasn't one hundred percent sure where she was. the last thing she remembered was talking to the fellow mafia members on her phone. she had been walking through.. one of the parks. that she couldn't remember. she remembered fighting against some one, but the whole thing was blurry. the whole thing made her head "ow." hurt. fuck. she thought to herself, going to sit up, but then she realized that there was something attached to her arm. she freaked out on the inside, instantly thinking of the worst. that's how her mind was trained. worst first. but then she realized that she was in a bed.. and in a gown. "what the..." she said allowed, glancing around the recovery room that she was stuck in. she winced as she tried to sit up, but every part of her abdomen hurt. she winced and fell backwards onto the bed.
"miss greydale?" bambi heard, and looked to her left to see an older man watching her. "miss greydale you have to stay in the bed. we can't have you leaving yet. we have to make sure you won't fall unconscious again." again? how long had she been here. "okay." she said simply, and laid there in the bed, suddenly wondering how she got here.
tag; open
listening to; blah blah blah by kesha
notes; <.< short and sweet
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