whitewalls | minato

Ah... well, I'll move your legs for you.

[ she nods after saying this, like that'll solve their problems. ]

[ Oh. That's very useful. ]

Just like... every hour for the next 240 hours?

How long are you planning on sleeping?

240 hours.

Is that safe?

[ .......... ]

Yes. I've done it before.

... how did that go?

I woke up in a hospital bed. Most well rested I've ever felt in my life.

[ .... ]

I think we're trying to avoid that.

What? Should I not be well rested...?

[ Naminé ): ]

No. I mean, yes-- I mean that we shouldn't be thinking about hospital beds.

Hospital beds are pretty comfy. Actually, I think there's some up here...

[ I think they're operating tables but I'm too lazy to open the locations page to check ]

Aren't the beds they already gave us comfortable?

[ minato please use your bed ]

Yes, but they're all the way out there...

[ no ]

We're going to have to go outside eventually.

[ yes ]

Not until I win the jackpot.

[ Or he gets murdered on Thursday. Whichever comes first. ]

What is... the jackpot?

[ she glances back up at the machines. ]

Triple sevens. Maybe you'll get it before I do, and then we could both go outside.

[ Otherwise, she's bound here to move his legs and make sure he doesn't die... or something. ]