Benjy Gardner (steals from the rich} (robtherobbers) wrote in alsointocaaaats, @ 2020-05-11 00:12:00 |
|
|||
It had been two and a half long days since the incident on the Quidditch pitch--not that Benjy had been awake for more than half of that time--but he was already ready to crawl out of his skin. He hated lying in the bed. He didn't even feel that injured, okay? Okay, sure, he felt a general, all over ache that tended to come with being tossed around by an explosion, but at least he could feel and move his legs now. He hadn't been able to prior to getting to the hospital, but now he could and that meant he was fine and going to stay fine, so he really didn't need anyone fussing over him. Especially Tonks. Surely she had other people to see to. Like Pilar. She'd been injured too, he'd been told after finally waking up, and worse than him. Which was, frankly, completely unacceptable. Pilar was not supposed to be hurt. It made Benjy feel things he didn't enjoy feeling. Like worry and panic and an itching need to get out of bed and get around. He wasn't allowed to do that, which made him even more restless and irritable. He'd have to find a way to make it up to Tonks later, probably, he knew he wasn't treating her the way she deserved; but he was pretty sure that if he could lay eyes on Pilar himself, that would help ease his mind. After convincing Tonks to go home and rest, he also managed to convince a medi-witch to help him get out of bed and over to Pilar's room; it was painful, but he managed. Tonks was going to be angry, but whatever. They both knew what a stubborn asshole he was. "I'm fairly certain I've told you you're not allowed to end up in hospital, Pilar," he glared from the chair next to her bed. |