doesntdie: (my mind is always curious)
[He clears his throat lazily. The bed squeaks gently, and soon his feet land on the floor.]

...to the hospital staff: I am leaving.

Rika... are you awake? Do you still... want... to... go out with me?

...

In the snow, I mean. [He turns it off to avoid further embarrassment.]

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