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grantmiddleton) wrote2014-05-20 06:05 pm
grantmiddleton) wrote2014-05-20 06:05 pm
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Visitation [for Val]
He's been laying down ever since arriving home from the hospital, something that drives Grant insane. He's shuffled between his bed, the couch, even the floor, desperate for a new speck on the wall to count...something. TV isn't interesting to him and there's no movie in existence right now that he wants to watch. His captain won't give him any updates on the attack until he's 100% and made it very clear not to even attempt to come into work. So when Val agrees to come visit, Grant panics a little. He looks like a slob--feels like one--and his apartment is a mess.
"Shit." Hobbling out of his bedroom on the crutches the hospital gave him, Grant tries to clean up the place the best he can, unceremoniously shoving any junk into a hall closet. He attempts to fold up the blanket strewn across the living room floor before he gives up and just tosses the thing in the dishwasher. "Whatever," he mumbles to himself before heading into the shower.
"Shit." Hobbling out of his bedroom on the crutches the hospital gave him, Grant tries to clean up the place the best he can, unceremoniously shoving any junk into a hall closet. He attempts to fold up the blanket strewn across the living room floor before he gives up and just tosses the thing in the dishwasher. "Whatever," he mumbles to himself before heading into the shower.