It wasn't until Rick woke up that he figured he must have passed out. There was a faint beeping next to him and the foul smell of the hospital surrounded him. College students weren't deigned to be in this sort of….. clean environment.
His body felt well enough to take a shot at sitting up. He had dressings on the most part of his torso, and then on his right shoulder up to his cheek. A glance around his surroundings showed he had his own room with a private balcony and TV. Well, it would have to do; it's all the fascist government can afford for the kids these days.
"Oh you're awake! Do you feel ok to move?" A very attractive nurse had entered the room.
"Oh, well, I'm sure I can move more than enough for you." Rick chuckled obnoxiously; it was just like those pornographic magazines. The nurse always goes for the patients.
"That's good then! We can put you in a room with one of your housemates."
Rick began to protest, but fumbled his words in hysteria, eventually sulking as the nurse wheeled his bed into a room further down the corridor. He caught a glimpse of Neil in one of the passing rooms, and snippets of Mike explaining to another attractive member of hospital staff how he'd escaped injury.
"Made a bargain with the man upstairs I did. He told me I had unfinished business and I'm very sure it had to do with you little lady."
Rick motioned that he wanted to go back. If he wasn't sharing a room with Neil then there was only on other housemate left.
"Aw no bloody way! That bastard will send me into a relapse if I'm near him too long!" Vyvyn didn't try to hide his protests, looking at Rick with utter disgust. Rick creased his face in mocking response, regretting it as the burn dressings shifted painfully.
Both avoid each other's gaze and the pair sat in a silence of contempt.
"Not that I care about anything you have to say, but how have you been Vyvyn?" Rick stated maturely.
"Bloody brilliant, until you came through the door."
Rick silently fumed, and then remembered what he had been thinking in the ambulance.
"Do you fancy me Vyv?"
"What?!"
"Do you fancy me? 'Cause you're always so wrude to me, and you know what they say, you always hurt the ones you love." Rick said very matter of factly. He braced himself for whatever Vyvyn would have to say in response, and even thought of some very snappy come backs. But nothing came. Rick chanced a glance in Vyvyn's direction. Vyvyan was looking away, and Rick couldn't see any portion of his face past his very messy, but still somewhat spiked orange hair.