Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-24849899-20150929023000/@comment-24849899-20150929152020

Finally, he passed out...

The next day...

Thomas's eyes opened up, revealing himself to be lying down on some sort of bed.

As his vision cleared, he groaned, but strangely and fortunately had no headache, must have slept long. He looked to his side and found Laskey with his hat off, he then spoke up...

"Hey bud, sorry about last night."

Thomas seemed confused at the question.

"W-wha do ya mean last night?"

His tone began to somber.

"Well, you got drunk, then it seems you punched two mirrors, fracturing slightly one of your knuckles and making you have major lacerations on your hand."

Thomas looked at his hand to find it wrapped up in a white bandage, tip of the fingers all the way to wrist.

"I see, how long?"

"Doc says a few weeks, after that, you should be free to remove the bandages."

"Did negotiations go well?"

"Yeah, if it wasn't for you, I would've packed up and left, I'll admit I respect her, but she drives a hard bargain for sure."

"So what now?"

"Well, we stay here until your wounds heal."

"W-wait, that's to long! What about back home?"

"I already made the arrangements if this were to happen, so no need to worry, were just residing for now in here."

"I see..."

Then the sound of doors opening caused the two to be met with Tushin.