THEO
"I thought you had to go for your treatment?" I asked Michael, who sat opposite from me, with literal dark circles around his eyes. The man looked like he had escaped a full apocalypse, and then some hurricane. "When was it scheduled for? 17th? 18th?" I was genuinely confused. It was all this deal was about, wasn't it?
Michael coughed into the handkerchief he held in his hands. "Yeah. I was. But it got postponed
a bit." he talked really slow now.
I leaned forward in my chair. "Isn't that bad for you? I mean, you could work on changing the hospital if they do not want to do their jobs as quickly as possible. Look at you, you're not getting any better." I scolded lightly, feeling like I should just bundle him and throw him in my car, then drive him to the hospital myself. The man w
