“There doesn’t seem to be anything more than just bruising, a minor scrape and concussion. You should be fine, feeling a little bit of vertigo here or there. If you lose consciousness suddenly, or feel any sort of splitting pain to your head, you can come back for another visit.” When Jay left the hospital with his aunt, though the doctor had given him specific instructions for how to conduct himself after a minor concussion, all he could think about was the pain to his back. It was supposedly only bruising, but it was a soreness that didn’t feel like it would be going away any time soon.

Returning to the apartment building, he entered into the small hallway…and glared at his newest enemy, who ran into the arms of the elderly lady standing in the furthest end of the hall. That little bitch of a corgi…he actually liked dogs, but this one was always biting his pant leg. It went too far, this time, standing and tackling him off a staircase’s middle step. Jay was sent tumbling down the steps, while his younger cousin watched in horror. Or course, the corgi landed on him, with no injury. His aunt, the landlady, gave the elderly woman a stern talking to before driving him to the hospital.

Hurrying up the stairs, while his aunt went back over to lecture the elderly woman again, and while making sure the foul (yet admittedly cute) little beast wasn’t following him in order to jump him for round two, he made his way to the apartment. The apartment was a small one joined to his aunt and uncle’s larger place. Nothing fancy, just a small studio apartment big enough for his stuff. Stretching out a bit, and reaching for the door knob, his younger cousins burst out and jumped him. Well, 10 year old Allie did, anyways. She was crying while simultaneously saying something about him possibly dying, and 14 year old Josh was playing on Jay’s Playstation 4.

After the girl got settled back into reading her vampire central romance novel, Jay plotted himself back into his wheelie chair…letting out a grunt of pain at his back and minor head pain, before pulling his headphones on. Putting on some Baroque music, he opened up a PDF version of his history text, and got to work memorising…well, that was what he’d do normally. Half way through a track labelled ‘Rondo from Abdelazer’, he decided to considered his health and condition, and instead slack off for a little while. Checking his email, watching funny cat videos (no dog videos today, for obvious reasons), eventually he ended up on a pretty random forum. The forum was supposedly made for people of his city to communicate with each other anonymously…a city of loners and anti-socials. Of course, nothing could stop people from just signing up, even if they were out of city…but there were a lot of funny posts and funny people, and the chat rooms attached to it were always a barrel of laughs. So…he’d stay for that till he got bored, and switched over to the next forum over.

Pausing to think for a moment, he decided to make a small thread on what happened today…
[hider=Dog out to kill me!!!1! HALP!]
[u]KeyserS0ze:[/u][indent]OMG!!!![/indent]
[indent] You wouldn’t believe what happened to me today! I was walking up the stairs to my apartment when doom-beast of death and destruction tackled me, sending me crashing down to the bottom of the steps.[/indent]
[indent]Here is a picture of doom-beast…![/indent]
[indent][URL=http://s248.photobucket.com/user/the_help_you_doll/media/bloop%20bloop/corgi-puppy_tn2_zps6416bab0.jpg.html][IMG]http://i248.photobucket.com/albums/gg175/the_help_you_doll/bloop%20bloop/corgi-puppy_tn2_zps6416bab0.jpg[/IMG][/URL][/indent]
[indent]Don’t be fooled! This isn’t even the first time doom-beast tried to kill me! I barely got away with a concussion and a bruised, bruised back…[/indent]
[indent];-; [/indent]
[indent]Damn, my back hurts more than my head right now…seriously. [/indent][/hider]
Of course, the picture wasn't of the old woman's corgi, specifically...just a random one from the internet, to serve the purpose.