ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ʜᴀᴘᴘʏ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ɪᴛ
"Hey focus…" A hand slapped my cheeks. I started, trying to see through the haze caused by the nurse giving me extra dose to keep me calm.
Two hands got a firm grip on my arms and lifted me into a sitting position, my head lolled uncomfortably to the side.
"An–na…"
The nostalgic tune If You're Happy and You Know It suddenly drifted back into my mind. I was hit with the memory of dancing as a child with my parents in front of the fireplace. We lived on the outskirts of Gotham, in a small house with no oil or electric heating. The fireplace was the heart of the house, in the literal sense as well. I loved sleeping in front of it and watching the flames burn wild.
A/n I forgot update Tuesday so double update today lol