Thirteen's POV
I've never liked hospitals, but I've never disliked them either. Mostly I don't care to be in one and really, who does?
There aren't many good reasons to be in a hospital.
Yet here I was, sitting in an uncomfortable chair, next to the hospital bed, surrounded by white walls, tiled floors, and nurses running in and out of the room and continuously trying to have my wounds professionally looked over.
Apparently, Lily stitching me up and administering an antidote isn't something recommended by doctors.
But she needed to be kept awake, so she needed something to do. Though I'm pretty sure I'll have to have some of the wounds re-stitched in the near future since her head was pounding and she wasn't entirely able to focus. I don't really care though, for now, it's fine and I
