(Apparently there was this 12 year old kid who fell into a coma. When he woke up, he was completely physically paralyzed, and the doctor's misdiagnosed him and believed he was in a vegetative state when he had really regained full consciousness and awareness. His hospital only played old Barney reruns, and like most kids who are too old for Barney, this kid hated him. He learned to tell time by the shadows on the walls and was able to figure out when the reruns would end. This allowed him to slowly pull himself onto the path of recovery, and nowadays he can communicate by some computer program easily.

"So it turns out that the primal hatred people have towards Barney is strong enough to pull a disembodied consciousnesses out of the abyss of existential despair and into the physical world out of pure spite.")

(NOW I'M JUST HOLDING THEM IN MY HAND. THEY'RE LIKE SUPER CHILL THIS IS THE BEST THING AAAAA)

(AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH I WANNA LIZARRRRRRRRRRRD)

(OH MY GOD YOU'RE THE LIZARD SAVIOR)

(Maybe have her wake up after this…?)
Rigel took Aspen’s lifeless hands in his -hands that felt too familiar- and prayed, gosh he prayed, that she’d wake up. He reached his hand up to her face, lightly brushing away a strand of hair as he whispered shakily, “Aspen, please. For- For me.”

where am I she saw herself on the hospital bed but saw Rigel beside her. oh my god

As soon as Aspen’s eyes fluttered open, Rigel jumped away, stumbling back a few feet. “Aspen?” He demanded, eyes widened and his heart pounding in his chest. She’s alive, gosh, she’s alive.

Meun immediately shook his head. "No, n-no, you've been amazing to me. You're the only fair thing in this horrible world."

"What did I deserve to end up with someone as sweet as you?" August said, mostly to himself, kissing Meun's hair once more. "Do you want to go back into the room, or do you want to stay here a little longer?"

“I think I want to stay here for a bit. I…I don’t know how well I’ll handle going back in there,” Meun mumbled

As soon as Aspen’s eyes fluttered open, Rigel jumped away, stumbling back a few feet. “Aspen?” He demanded, eyes widened and his heart pounding in his chest. She’s alive, gosh, she’s alive.

“R-ri?” She asked softly. She looked around the room and then looked at herself “where am I?” She rasped

Rigel immediately tried to harden his features, looking away so she wouldn’t notice the puffy redness around his eyes. “You got yourself in a coma, watch where you’re driving next time,” He pointed out coldly, standing up and looking away in attempt to pretend like he hadn’t just cried his eyes out in front of the group. She’s alive, gosh, she’s alive. An immense dread had been lifted off his shoulders.

She tried to speak up, tried to get him to stay but all that came out was a squeak. “R-ri….” she said “stay?” She whispered under her breath

Rigel forced a frown, leaning on the side of the bed as he scoffed, “You’re such a bad driver.” How much does she remember from before she crashed? Rigel didn’t have enough energy to entirely fake his coldness, reaching out and taking Aspen’s hand in his hand.

“What happened? We were talking and then I don’t remember what happened next.” She frowned

“You hit a pothole and crashed,” Rigrl told her but couldn’t look her in the eyes. My fault. It’s my fault she wasn’t paying attention. He kept his face hard, staring out the window.