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Since March, Love had been spending part of his time visiting Ben in the hospital wing. Not that Ben was awake for him to speak to. It was weird to see someone who had been so lively, lay so still. He had not known Ben for very long before the incident in March but it felt unnatural for Ben to be lying so still. He had taken to reading fairy tales to Ben, mostly as a thing to do other than just stare blankly at him. Now and then, he considered getting his markers and colouring in any of the uncoloured, visible tattoos Ben might have. He didn't but still, the idea circulated in his mind.
"When you wake up, can I colour in some of your tattoos with markers?" He asked, despite knowing he wasn't going to get an answer.
Last Edit: Aug 30, 2023 19:12:52 GMT -5 by LOVE NIGHT
4'3" | gay | single (crushes welcome) unless plotted otherwise, your character would not know love is a werewolf
Post by ROXANNE KEARN on Sept 7, 2023 20:56:33 GMT -5
Roxanne was doing her rounds in the Hospital Wing, subtly watching the fourth year Hufflepuff as he, once again, visited one of her patients. He’d been a frequent visitor over the past few months. While most of the time visiting students annoyed her, frequently being loud or boisterous, and disturbing the peace in her Hospital Wing, Roxanne didn’t mind Love’s presence.
To be frank, she felt sorry for the boy. It had been three months and they still had no answers regarding the cause of the students’ slumber. She’d been pouring over her books whenever she had a moment free, and yet had found no explanation thus far. It was beginning to frustrate the healer. She made her way over to the boys, as per her rounds, just as Love asked a question. “I don’t believe he’ll answer you,” she reminded him gently, leaning over to check on her patient.