He was leaving the afternoon lecture as he would do every tuesday. Tuesdays are days where nothing special usually happens, but as it is still a fresh begining of the week, it always seemed to him like a good day. The car tyres scratched the asphalt producing the usual SKREEEECH. And mom and dad were outside the window as he was laying at the bed, between waking and sleeping.
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Meanwhile
And the Doctor replied: Look, he's stable. See? He probably will experience post-traumatic stress, which is natural. The nurse said he was calling you, last night. But he's still most of the time uncounscious, which is also a natural part of the processes. It's been just a few hours since the incident, so he might stay between awake and sleeping for a while. But don't worry. We'll take care of him.
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The Baroque Bedroom
It was like a morning of one thousand mild suns: pale rays entered through the magnificent window, which was painted in undertones of gold. The paper walls were covered in a silky rosea pattern of colors, contrasting with the bluish-green extravagant curtains pending down from top to floor. He rose up from the bed and a slight perfume of musk was up on the air; the polished wood of the floor didn't produce any sound as he tiptoed towards the window: endless hills under a balmy summer, from the perspective of this ancient castle made of red bricks; at the bed, sleeping as a pair of nymphs, Manu and Julie, one at each side of the bed, only the gap with the size of a sole body between them, and their hair would crossover on an intersection he'd never imagine before.
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Corridors
However a triangle is never very stable, and as soon as they woke up a silent doubt drifted around. Manuela knew that the only way of having him back was getting rid of Julie, and Julie thought the same, and they even thought how would it be if they got rid of the cause of such poignant pain: getting rid of him, as quick as a car running over someone.
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