Misha
The morning came quickly for the second day of my confinement. I was hoping to sleep the whole day away again like I did yesterday, but Gene won't let me.
"You have your appointment with Dr. Monroe today. You can't just sit in bed. You need to get dressed." Gene limps into my closet and grabs a set of clothes for me to change into.
"Stop. Don't walk around on your foot like this. Do you know how much damage it will cause if you don't let your foot heal properly? Why are you even still working? At the very least, use crutches! I'll get my things myself. Just…sit down." I say as I chase after him.
Gene glared at me as I took the clothes out of his hand before he was done assembling my outfit.
"If I don't dress you, you will look like a bum. This is my job. Let me do it." Gene argues as he attempts to take the clothes back from me.
