In Angelo's hospital room, the air carried a subdued tension as Skye, Presly, and Brad took turns visiting their unconscious friend. Machines hummed softly, monitoring Angelo's vital signs, while the sterile scent of the hospital permeated the room. Each friend, in their individual visits, grappled with a myriad of emotions that lay beneath the surface.
Presly, entering the room first, couldn't help but feel a twinge of guilt for teasing Jasper earlier. His inner monologue echoed, "I should've been more understanding. Angelo's condition has brought out the worst in us. We need to be better friends."
As Presly sat by Angelo's bedside, he observed the peaceful yet vulnerable expression on his friend's face. The rhythmic beeping of the machines created a surreal contrast to the chaos that h
