LIE // pafp adv.

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    Hazel thought for a moment, looking into the bag that usually was wrung around his neck, digging through it to make sure he had everything. [i]Phone, headphones, pencil, notebook, cough drops, tissues, this list goes on, doesn't it?

    He counted in his mind, closing it up after deciding that he was good to go. [b]"Nope, I got everything I need."

    		 He replied with a smile, his eyes flickering back to the bag as if he was second checking. No need to though, that'd just take too long. Butterflies fluttered quickly in his stomach as soon as he felt the wheelchair move again, the once still scenery of nurses and doctors doing work with patients turning into a blur of quick motions, all of them leading to the front desk, where a door to the outdoors stood.




    He felt the chair slow down as it neared the door, the two of them parting to invite him with a gust of wind. It felt different, almost overwhelming. He had never felt the outdoors like this. The air felt so clear, so fresh and new, unlike the clogged up oxygen that resided in the hospital. No matter what room it was, it was still almost intoxicating, especially when it was your first time in the place. So, the outdoors was like a gift from the heavens, when you're in someone like Hazel or Margo's point of view. He was also stunned by the fact that Margo could drive, since the last time he was in a car he was going to the hospital instead of some fun wonderland like the zoo. The brunette looked up, his eyes examining every inch of the sky with caution, as if something was there. Is this really what the outdoors is like?
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