Aug. 12th, 2012

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Tom wasn't really a fan of hospitals. His visits to them usually tended to follow whatever horribly accident had befallen Tom this time, so his memories of them weren't exactly pleasant.

But right now? Right now, Tom loved the hospital. The hospital was a wondrous, beautiful, amazing place. Look at all the nice white walls! The people busting all around! The wheelchairs tucked away into corners just waiting for Tom to steal them and go on mad wheelchair races!

And it wasn't the dark, airless cellar that Tom had spent days trapped in, going out of his mind for fear that he'd never ever get out of there alive.

So it was, Tom judged, a time for enjoying this glorious place called the hospital, and for making as much use of the ability to walk from one room to another as possible. He'd been going back and forth between all of the other's rooms, so much so that Richelle had started complaining about how he was disturbing her beauty sleep.

As part of a diplomatic gesture to avoid having another shoe thrown at him, Tom decided he would go bother Nick. Or attempt to bother Nick, anyway. Tom hadn't seen him so much yet, since he'd been off having mysterious hospital things done to his leg. Oh well, if Nick wasn't back yet Tom might entertain himself by jumping on his bed or something.

With that cheerful thought, Tom arrived at Nick's room and stuck his through the doorframe to look for him.
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