Detective Huang--no, Yan--had said yes! Conall could hardly believe his good luck. His wound ached and throbbed, and now he was hobbling down the hallway, leaning on his IV stand for support, his open-backed hospital gown exposing his ass for all to see, but he'd asked Yan out and she said yes, even smiled, even gave him her number, so it was all worth it.
Now to go back to his room to rest, before Nurse Kim dragged him back there herself. Saturday couldn't come fast enough--then he'd be discharged and back out in the real world. But when he opened the door, he wasn't in his room--no flowers, save for a bunch of withered lilies in a vase. Where was the fragrant yellow wintersweet Yan had brought from her mother's garden?
Moreover, where was he?
(OOC: This is Adorkables!AU Conall, so modern-day human version.)
Patient: Conall
Detective Huang--no, Yan--had said yes! Conall could hardly believe his good luck. His wound ached and throbbed, and now he was hobbling down the hallway, leaning on his IV stand for support, his open-backed hospital gown exposing his ass for all to see, but he'd asked Yan out and she said yes, even smiled, even gave him her number, so it was all worth it.
Now to go back to his room to rest, before Nurse Kim dragged him back there herself. Saturday couldn't come fast enough--then he'd be discharged and back out in the real world. But when he opened the door, he wasn't in his room--no flowers, save for a bunch of withered lilies in a vase. Where was the fragrant yellow wintersweet Yan had brought from her mother's garden?
Moreover, where was he?
(OOC: This is Adorkables!AU Conall, so modern-day human version.)