Aw yea m8
I fucked up

>You are Anon.
>AND FUCK YOUR HEAD HURTS.
>Seriously, what the fuck?
>You slowly open your eyes to observe your surroundings.
>White
>White everywhere.
>Looks like you're in a hospital.
>Why the fuck?
>You hear a gasp from your right.
>Turn your head.
>Oh shit it's Echo!
>"Anon! You're finally awake!"
>Holy fuck she does not look good.
>Baggy eyes.
>Dark circles.
>Bloodshot pupils
>What the fuck happened?
>You try to reach out and make contact with her but you can't.
>Look down.
>You're in a full body cast on a hospital bed.
>FUCK.
>She starts to tear up when she see's you try to move your limbs.
>Uh oh.
>"I stayed with you the entire time..."
>What?
"What?"
>She's beginning to cry.
>"When you fell unconscious, I flew you to the hospital as fast as I could. When I asked the doctor if I could stay with you everywhere you went, he swiftly denied me. I flashed my fangs at him, and he got the picture. He let me in here and I've been in this room ever since. Anon...you've been out cold for a week."
>Oh yeah.
>The memories all rush back to you in a flash.
>A week?
>No way.
>You've been knocked the fuck out...for an entire week? Shit dude.
"Oh...wow. That's awfully sweet of you, Echo. How did you eat?"
>"Every once and awhile, staff here brought me old IV bags that they filled with old blood from old patients. They mostly brought me old fruit, though, Not the best diet, but it was passable."
>You see her point to a spot on the ceiling directly above your bed.
>"I've hanged there and slept...everyday. I never lost hope that you would wake up, Anon, and I was prepared to spend the next couple of months here, if I had to."
>Goddamn.
>She was willing to live it out in your hospital room on a shit diet just so that she could be with you.
>Damn that's sweet.
>But...wait.
"Echo, that's very sweet of you. I'm grateful, truly. But, um, why exactly am I in a full body cast? You only bit my neck."
>The tears well up in her eyes again.