Re: 11:00am
"I know the feeling," Greta replied as she leaned up against the bedside table for some support. "I think I escaped with just a small bag of bricks but it's still not fun. My wrist was broken but it's as good as new now." She lifted her arm to demonstrate and, while it was perfectly healed, she still found herself moving it carefully.
Greta pushed her hair back, wishing she could be having this conversation wearing something other than hospital pyjamas.
"So, um, did you at least have a nice night before it all went crazy?" she asked, trying to lighten the mood.