The nurses roll you in on your bed, Josh is sitting in his bed, blankets over his lap, and looking out the window. He doesn't even look at you as the nurses set you up and leave. Josh is wearing a very baggy sweatshirt and baggy jeans. Sunlight filters in through the window and spills onto his and your beds and the floor. Only the sound of the two of you breathing, and machines whirring and beeping echo through the room
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