[The sleep was much needed but waking up is... Bad. It's painful, for one thing, his muscles are sore and his ass hurts and he feels gross over every inch of his body.
And now someone has arrived and he has to pretend to be a person and not just sink into further depressed sleep. At least he's groggy enough the shame only makes him tomato red instead of actually combust on the spot, pulling a sheet unsteadily over himself as he sits up and looks at the guy in the doorway.
He probably should find food appetizing, he hasn't eaten in... He doesn't even remember. Before the hospital. But the smell only makes him queasy.
He's examining the guy though, pretty, in a nice robe, looking friendly and warm so... Probably not anyone here to fuck with him, probably just a "coworker".
Somewhere, from the depths of his very bruised soul, he summons a faint and friendly expression, trying for a smile.]
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And now someone has arrived and he has to pretend to be a person and not just sink into further depressed sleep. At least he's groggy enough the shame only makes him tomato red instead of actually combust on the spot, pulling a sheet unsteadily over himself as he sits up and looks at the guy in the doorway.
He probably should find food appetizing, he hasn't eaten in... He doesn't even remember. Before the hospital. But the smell only makes him queasy.
He's examining the guy though, pretty, in a nice robe, looking friendly and warm so... Probably not anyone here to fuck with him, probably just a "coworker".
Somewhere, from the depths of his very bruised soul, he summons a faint and friendly expression, trying for a smile.]
Sorry, I guess I slept in...