the friend sat down on the cold hospital chair. his elbows on his knees, face resting on his hands. and he stared.
absentmindedly.
he fished a flask from his coat pocket and brought it to his lips, taking sips. his eyes fell shut as he let his mind run free. too tired to fight agaist his thoughts as they consumed him.
minutes passed. an hour.
doctor: i'm sorry to bother you, but visiting hours are over.
the friend left without having said a single word.
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𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐖𝐄 𝐇𝐈𝐃𝐄
Short Storyan almost decade old story. * "one tragedy changed their lives." a story with dialogues and minimal description, in which a boy ends up in the hospital after a car accident and his friend slowly collapsing under the weight of his tortured mind. but...
