Phoenix peeked into Harley’s room and saw his friend on his phone. He knocked lightly.
“Hey, Nixie!” he opened his arms and Phoenix immediately walked towards his best friend.
“Hey, I miss you!” he hugged Harley tightly, trying not to burst into tears because of what happened to him.
Harley pulled away, “why are you wearing sunglasses and a facial mask inside the hospital? Am I that sick?"
Phoenix chuckled, "I just don't want the paparazzi to follow me around after what happened to you."
Harley chuckled sarcastically, "I just got shot but that doesn’t make me stupid."
Phoenix sighed, "fine."
He removed his sunglasses and facial mask. Harley gasped; he almost sat up, but he winced.
"Hey, just stay still. You don't need to-"
Harley grabbed his hand, "did Alistair hurt you?"
Phoenix
