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The redhead awoke with a thundering pain inside his head. "God." He hissed as he tried to sit up. A sudden rush of what felt like hooves clattering upon his skull sent him back down. Moaning, he closed his eyes, intending to get more rest. The young man opened his eyes again suddenly as something struck him as odd. He gazed up at a pale green ceiling through translucent white drapes stretched over the bed, forming a canopy. The young man slowly turned his head, surveying the lily-of-the-valley painted in the edges of the verdant walls. He was also acutely aware of matching baby-soft blankets with the same flowers and lacy white pillows. It was a nice room but…was it really his style? It seemed a bit feminine. Where was he anyway? The boy carefully eased himself out of bed, mindful of his still-healing injuries. He hobbled over to the door, cursing the person who invented stairs.
After finally getting to the bottom of the stairs, he was absolutely worn out. He had no choice but to slid to the kitchen using the nearby posts and handles to propel himself along.
Aya turned around from her cooking to see what was making the weird shuffling, sliding noise. A bathrobe-clad Tala appeared at the door, face in an expression of extreme concentration as he pushed himself along.
" Tala? Are you okay?" Aya's brow creased in concern.
" What? Who are you?" The redhead looked up, panic setting in.
" Don't you remember? We met yesterday." Aya took a few steps forward.
" We-we met yesterday? And I'm in your house overnight?" The young man sounded frantic.
" No! I met you at school and I found you last night in the park, knocked out." Aya laughed, turning to ladle soup into a bowl. "Sit down, Tala. Let's have breakfast before your doctor's appointment."
" I'm sorry I don't remember you. But my name is not Tala. It is Yuri Ivanov." The boy declared.
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