Fuck... How many more weeks do I have to be stuck in this damn hospital? I'm sick of checking my phone every now and then, and even the suffocating city view reflected in the window has become tedious.

I want to go back to the village and just stare at the sea. No matter how empty that countryside is, it's a hell of a lot better than this city. The city is just too cold. For whatever reason.

The old phone screen turned off automatically. The phone, which was nothing more than a piece of scrap metal, was filled with mostly meaningless notifications, annoyingly enough.

A few vibrations echoed through the hospital room.

Hey. Whatcha doin? U sick? lol

...?

Why the hell is she texting me this all of a sudden... Besides, she's supposed to be in school right now.