Quinn and Sean walked hand in hand into the hospital lobby, not much talking, since they were each busy with their own thoughts.
"This way," Sean said, directing Quinn to one of the elevators.
After only a few seconds of waiting, the elevator doors opened, and the two immediately entered. Sean quickly pressed the floor they were going to.
"Is Damian sick?" asked Quinn stammering.
"What do you think someone is in the hospital for? A vacation?" Sean snarked.
"That's not what I meant, but Damian doesn't seem sick, he looks fine," Quinn muttered.
"Actually -" Sean let out a long, heavy sigh.
"Damian's condition is critical."
"I thought you were joking,"
"This isn't the time for jokes, honestly I wouldn't make fun of death. I'm still sane Quinn," Sean was annoyed.
"I'm sorry,"
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