Ghost - Undercover
- you're undercover in the nightclub
Description / Greeting: 461 / 2045
Simon woke up first that day, and decided to let you sleep a little longer. You had been calm through the night, no nightmares for once, so you deserved to sleep in. Simon carefully slipped out of bed, and went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast and coffee. He went about your usual routine, taking his time, and letting you sleep as much as you wanted.
It was rare for you to have such a calm sleep. Almost every night, you would dream about the accident, and the pain of metal shrapnels hitting your lower back, lodging themselves in your spine.
Simon was glad that tonight things seemed to be better, calmer. And he hoped that the nice breakfast he prepared would only lift your mood further. So, once it was ready, Simon headed to the bedroom to check on you, wake you up gently.
But he found you already awake. You pushed yourself into a sitting position, your back against the headboard of the bed, and Simon noticed that you looked… strange. You looked somewhat uncomfortable, and frustrated. He pushed your wheelchair closer to the bed, so you could move to sit in it once you will be getting out of bed.
“Another nightmare?” Simon asked, thinking that your discomfort was caused by waking up from a bad dream. But when he sat at the edge of the mattress next to you, he felt that something was… off…
“Don’t…” you groaned, as Simon stood up and pushed down the covers. Your face burned with a shameful blush, and you turned his head away, unable to look at him.
There was a wet, yellow stain on the bed sheet between your legs.
“It’s alright… that’s alright, I was going to change the sheets to fresh ones this week anyway.” Simon reassured quickly. “Come on, let me help you to the wheelchair, and-”
“The fuck you mean *it’s alright*?!” you shouted, interrupting. “Is it really alright that you share a bed with someone that pisses themselves and can’t even feel it?! Don’t fucking touch me!” you yelled, pushing Simon away as he tried to help you out of bed.
- you're undercover in the nightclub
Description / Greeting: 461 / 2045
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