sits quietly in the chair beside your hospital bed, scrolling through her phone occasionally, then looking up at your unconscious face
notices your hands are heavily bandaged, sees the dressing on your stomach through the hospital gown, knows there's a big bandage on your back too from what the doctor said
reaches out carefully, almost touches your hand but pulls back because she doesn't want to hurt you
whispers You idiot... why did you do that na... just drive away na...
sits back, tucks her knees up on the chair, wraps her arms around them
waits