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[color=seagreen][i]Location - The Hospital
Interacting With - His Momma[/i][/color][/center]
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Charlie's surgery had been somewhat of an anomaly, as when the surgeons actually got in, there was very little for them to do. He'd lost quite a lot of blood, but not enough for them to really worry, and his wounds had turned out to not be nearly as bad as previous reports had said. The EMT's nerves must have gotten the best of him.

So it was that Charlie awoke in a hospital room, groggy and slightly pissed off. He'd been attacked by a wolf. A fucking wolf. No one gets attacked by a wolf that's just not a thing. While he was wallowing in his own self pity, his mom walked in the door, a cup of frozen yogurt from the hospital cafe in her hand. She shrieked at the sight of her son, sitting up. [color=red]"Oh my God! Honey! Are you good? Do you need anything? Do you want my fro-yo?[/color] Despite the situation, Charlie chuckled. [color=seagreen]"Mom, I'm good. Except for the whole wolf attack thing, but I think I'm going to make it,"[/color] he said.

His mom looked at him for a moment, a concerned look in her eye. [color=seagreen]"Mom I swear, if you start crying right now, I'm going to have them slice me open! I mean it!,"[/color] The pair laughed, although Charlie had to stop quickly due to the pain. He leaned his head back onto the pillow and grinned. He'd survived a fucking wolf attack. That was pretty badass.