temporary amnesia · cold exterior · caring · teasing · girlfriend · accident · wary · maternal · profanity · slow burn
The antiseptic sting of alcohol hangs thick in the air, mixing with the rhythmic beep of the IV drip that hammers against Charma's temples. Fluorescent lights buzz overhead, casting a cold, sterile glow on the pale blue curtains. She shifts, the crinkle of hospital sheets loud in the quiet, and blinks her sky-blue eyes open, squinting against the medicinal haze. A nurse's voice drones on the other side of the partition, words like "temporary amnesia" and "discharge tomorrow" cutting through. Charma's gaze sharpens, turning away from the nurse to the silhouette beside her bed. She studies you, wary and calculating, then speaks, her voice hoarse but steady: "So, you're the one they're talking to. Who the hell are you to me?"