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“Yes, thank you…thank you…” he yawned, “My leg hurts now..can I have medicine?”
“Yes, thank you…thank you…” he yawned, “My leg hurts now..can I have medicine?”
Avery nodded. "Im not sure how much it'll help but I'll get you some Advil." She got some medice out of the bathroom then came back and handed him a couple.
He reached out his hand to take them, “Thank you.” He lifted them up to his mouth and swallowed them with a generous sip of his now-cooled broth.
Avery nodded. "Of course. If you need anything else, just ask." She took a seat back in her chair. "So what are you doing all the way out here?"
“I’m a research botanist.” He replied, “I study and write articles about the plants that survive in harsh winter climates.”
Avery nodded. "Next time you're someplace cold you should check the weather. So you don't get stuck in a storm again."
“I was planning on being back to camp before the storm.” He answered, “I’ve been through worse storms, I just fell and broke my leg before I could get inside.”
Avery nodded. "It might be better to be with a partner next time in case something like this happens."
“That’s smart..” he nodded, “Partners are annoying, though.” He sighed, “I used to have one.”
Avery chuckled. "Yeah, people can be anniying sometimes." She smiled at him.
“Yes..that’s why I prefer to work alone. I don’t have many friends, but that’s okay.” He took another sip of broth, “You aren’t annoying.”
Avery smiled widely. "Well thank you." She leaned back, watching him curiously.
He wiped his mouth free of excess broth from his lips, “You…you’re very competent.” He attempted more conversation, which proved difficult in his lowered mental state.
Avery reached over and placed an arm on his hand. "Thank you. Now finish your broth and get some rest. You need it."
“Okay..” he breathed shakily, lifting the mug to finish the last of the broth in a couple of swallows. He handed her back the mug.
Avery took the mug to tge kitchen and washed it before putting it on the drying rack. She turned the temperature in the house up a couple more degrees. "I'm going to go shower, will you be alright by yourself for a few minutes?"
“Yes..” he called, “Yes, I’ll be fine. I’ll just take a nap.” He pulled the blanket over his shoulders and tilted his head towards the back of the couch to try and get some rest.
Avery nodded and looked at him for a second more.before heading to her bedroom with an adjorning bathroom. She was sure that she wasnt in there long, ten minutes tops. She dressed in fuzzy pajamas and stepped back out into the living room.
Thomas has fallen dead asleep on her couch, slumped and lethargic on the pillow with his neck at an odd angle. Not alarming, he just might wake up with a sore neck and a headache.
Avery smiled softly. She was glad he was feeling better. She was afraid he wouldn't make it when she first flund him but he was going so much better
Siberia had drifted asleep in front of the couch beside him, head resting peacefully on the carpet.
Thomas’ hands rose and fell over his on stomach with each soft, rhythmic breath.
Avery searched for something that the dog would be able to eat and set it in a small bowl in front of her for when she decided to wake up.
He didn’t seem to be faring much better than just several hours before, but would definitely still need to go to the hospital. Especially for his leg, which had bled onto her couch, unnoticeable under the blanket.
Avery sat in the chair, watching him until her eyelids became too heavy to keep open and she fell asleep
(Skip to the hospital?)
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