Several days had passed since Asami awoke in the hospital. Doctor’s orders and common sense told her to stay in her bed whenever possible, much to her disappointment. There was so much she could be doing besides being trapped in bed, but going for a wander wasn’t going to fix her head any faster. Unfortunately for her, the best thing she could to was rest against her pillow. The contraption a doctor had called a brace stopped her head from making contact with it, but it was the closest she had to comfort. Under the brace, the back of her head was hidden under layers of bandages; the swelling that had come with her injury helped to make it look bulkier than it should have been.
Besides the obvious head issues, Asami looked surprisingly good, considering she’d almost died to the wound. It was hard to make a hospital gown look flattering, and her hair haphazardly poked out through the dressings, but her face told that she was tired at best. She was getting plenty of rest with the help of some painkillers, and yet, heavy thoughts showed on her face. Luckily, she had a brief distraction. Her parents had visited earlier in the day. Knowing that their child hated to be left idling, they brought several books to fill the time with (and a small treasure trove of goodies in a bag beside her bed). She held Ancient Kumogakurian: An Introduction over her head with one hand, her eyes darting across the page. It wasn't exactly riveting material, but it was the best she had for the time being.
Besides the obvious head issues, Asami looked surprisingly good, considering she’d almost died to the wound. It was hard to make a hospital gown look flattering, and her hair haphazardly poked out through the dressings, but her face told that she was tired at best. She was getting plenty of rest with the help of some painkillers, and yet, heavy thoughts showed on her face. Luckily, she had a brief distraction. Her parents had visited earlier in the day. Knowing that their child hated to be left idling, they brought several books to fill the time with (and a small treasure trove of goodies in a bag beside her bed). She held Ancient Kumogakurian: An Introduction over her head with one hand, her eyes darting across the page. It wasn't exactly riveting material, but it was the best she had for the time being.