Scarlett walked beside Johnny, her heart seemingly pounding nonstop. She almost feared he could hear it, as he casually strolled beside her. How did she find herself in this position? She could have just said no, declined, and retreated to the safety of her covers. But here she was, walking through the hospital hall beside the man she had a crush on in clothes from 1976 during 1976. It was terrifying for sure.
He led her down hallway after hallway, for once actually growing silent for a change, which made Scarlett happy, since she didn't know if she could manage to speak at the moment. He didn't say where they were going either, just that he wanted to show her something.
As they walked, the pair passed several doctors and nurses, as well as exam rooms, none, thankfully, were Dixie, or Brackett, both she didn't want to see for distinctly different reasons. Brackett mostly because she felt that he thought she had lost her mind from the fainting spells or something, and Dixie because the woman knew her crush, and feared what she would say if she saw Scarlett and Johnny together.
Finally, Johnny came to a pair of double doors, and pushed one open, letting in a burst of light, as the sun rayed down from the outside. Stepping out, Scarlett found herself in a small courtyard, with a row of flowers lined up in a corner. From her time, she had seen similar courtyards, having visited many a hospital due to people not understanding her cutting, and knew it was to allow patients a chance to a little freedom, and outdoors, should they have to stay in the hospital for extended times, though given the time period, it was doubtful many people came to the hospital for mental health, so all the normal occupants of this courtyard probably had something physically wrong.
Leading her to a small bench beside the flowers, he sat down, grinning his signature grin as he motioned for her to sit with him.
"I come out here to relax, " He said, "when I don't feel like leaving the hospital."
"It's... Nice." She replied, from her place beside him, her heart still racing. She wasn't one for flowers and outside, nor was she one for sitting beside a guy she was experiencing an emotion towards that she didn't think she had anymore either.
"It is. Lot of the nurses come here occasionally too, so I figured you might enjoy it. Plus it is better than being in that hospital bed all day."
He took a brief pause, as if to let her take everything in, before continuing to speak.
"Any more fainting spells?" His voice took on a more professional sound, as he asked.
"No." She replied, with a mental not yet.
"Well that is a good thing." He replied, with a small smile.
"I guess." She replied, not wishing to have a long conversation.
"Miss Scarlett, no offense, but I want to talk with you. Hard to do so if you don't reciprocate." He said, noticing the abruptness of her responses.
She knew he wouldn't let it go. Even if she didn't fully know him personally, some part of her knew he wouldn't let her just continue to not talk to him, and so choking down her fear a little, her heart pounding hard in her chest, she finally began to talk.