one missed call

ninety - seven

"hey michaelson,"

he turned around from his walk and found himself face-to-face with kale. "oh, hey."

"i was looking for you all day,"

"why, was there an emergency practice again?"

kale shook his head, "better. north's woken up."

"what, when?"

"yesterday. her friend benji—"

"ben."

"yeah, right whatever, he visited her and once he was leaving, she woke up and grabbed his hand. heard he nearly shit his pants from the shock."

he made a feeble attempt to laugh, "okay, i'm gonna head over there—"

before he could dash, kale grabbed his wrist and stared him dead in the eye. "you can't."

"what—why not? i know you don't want me hanging out with her again but i just need to see her at least."

"that's not the reason. we aren't allowed. they have her under examination."

"wha—for what? i thought she woke up, isn't she okay?"

"she's awake alright, we just don't know if she's okay. she... there's just something wrong with her."

"what is kale? i'm dying from all the suspense."

he sighed, "i can't explain. neither can the doctors. you know what, just go ahead and see for yourself."