[h1][b][i][color=39b54a][center]Felix Hausten[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1]
[center]Location: Justice Memorial Hospital [/center]

Felix groaned. This long explanation about the memory loss was taking up time and he'd obviously convinced her, so faking a groan would be good. He rubbed his forehead as he thought about what he was supposed to do now. Weakness had conquered him and he had to learn to deal with it quickly. He would likely not be able to see out of one eye for months now, transplants usually took a while, even over in Germany. Chances are the waiting list would be worse here so he knew he'd have to get comfortable with it if he wanted to survive.

[color=39b54a]"Ah no nO! Detail isn't required"[/color] he said with a small laugh as he positioned himself again, moving himself to face her again, flashing her a forced if pained grin as he tried to remain calm and focused in the situation. [color=39b54a]"You wouldn't happen to know, when I'll be able to go back to my apartment? or at least have my personal belongings, I haven't seen them here and it would help me if I had my phone so I can text my friends, let them know I am alright haha"[/color]

he laughed again and looked around. He really hoped everything would be okay, some more pain meds would be a good starting point but he had to focus on getting back to his apartment.