It was bright and sunny outside, the birds chirping all around the time making the atmosphere much more lively. Orion, still lying on the bed, moved a little. Bandage wrapped around his body, leaving his legs, arms, and head untouched. Before long, his eyes opened. The bright light that coming from the windows makes his eyes squint a little.

On the side of the windows, there's a girl, sitting on a stool reading a book with contempt. Her back was facing the windows, and she was using natural light to brighten the book she was holding. Orion tried to move his body, trying to take a sit position. Noticing that, Latina helps him, holding him with her hand on his back, trying to support him.

When he's comfortable enough with the position, Latina steps back, pulling her stool so she can get closers to him, and then says, "Good morning, Orion,"

"Yeah, morning,"

"Hows you feel, Orion?"

"Can't move my body, also my back feels itchy,"

She's giggling, and says, "...Want me to scratch it?"

"You