Even with a simple “Yes,” Machi couldn’t help but study the mountain of a man. Her expression didn’t change, something she had always been good at was holding her own ground. The quiet girl couldn’t even tell if they silence between the two could be considered awkward, Machi was merely concerned with the state of her friend. Turning her eyes to the floor, and bringing her fingers into a small fist on the front of her skirt, Machi was trying her best to hid her nervous energy.
“If- If you don’t mind, could you explain what happened to her? The office didn’t seem to know.” Moving to the side by a few inches, Machi took a closer look into their dorm room. Orihime slept soundly on her bed. She looked completely exhausted, and the same thing could have been said for her friend. Machi almost felt a little guilty for keeping him, but if there was anything she needed to know that could help Orihime, Machi would would have been grateful to know.
Her eyes kept searching the room, and she noticed a pair of crutches that were propped next to Orihime’s bed. And that struck her as odd, but she wasn’t sure why. She moved a few inches, and looked up at the man. Then, like being struck by lightening, she remembered.
“Um… where is her wheelchair?” It wasn’t an unreasonable question. Machi had been told Orihime wouldn’t be able to walk for several days, maybe even weeks. But why were they crutches in the wheelchairs stead? Questioning eyes looked into the other’s tired eyes. “I was told she would have a wheelchair. That she wouldn’t be able to walk…”
Chad’s hopes of leaving before questions involving last night sadly didn’t happen. On the other hand, it was better he be asked than Orihime. While the female could keep a secret involving others, she never could lie very well about her own self. If Machi was to ask her, it would likely lead to the auburn haired girl flailing around while trying to think of a response that was obviously untrue. So, getting asked in her stead was probably better and safer.
“She fell.” The answer was simple and yet created far too many questions. If Machi inquired anymore, questions of how or where might be asked. Figuring it best to root out most of the problems beforehand, Chad added, “Inoue tripped down some stairs and received a concussion.” Tacking on the concussion part was just to help give reasoning as to why Orihime never came home the previous night. At least now, no extra question should be needed.
“Um… where is her wheelchair?”
Oh. Right. Of course if she was already asking about what happened, she would have also been told about the broken leg. Machi looking past his bulk to see no wheelchair just showed her worry more. At least Chad knew that his friend was in good hands at this dorm and wasn’t with some crazy girl like Chizuru. The concept of that idea nearly broke through his expressionless façade. Back in reality, Sado was simply standing there prolonging the random silences between each individual.
“She didn’t break anything. It was just an ankle sprain along with stress to her thigh.” Due to the length of the brace, a simple sprain wouldn’t cause such a large support. So, adding on the muscle stress would hopefully convince her he knew what had actually happened and wasn’t just making stuff up. The doctor had been right when initially calling the school, but once Orihime healed herself, the wheelchair hadn’t been needed. Of course, at this very moment, it made things problematic, but nothing a few lies couldn’t handle. If Chad was lucky, Orihime would text him her new number before Machi got the chance to ask what happened directly.
This day just seemed to get longer and longer. The weight being placed on his legs from his tired body would have caused wobbling if they hadn’t been made out of almost all muscle. Veins in his eyes had started to become more apparent, but those were mostly hidden by his shaggy brown hair. Posture was also something that was lacking at the moment as the mountain of a man kept one hand on the door knob and leaned into it slightly. It was a miracle the object even stayed attached. Must have been brand new like everything else at this school. The only thing that seemed worn down in the entire body was how he felt about his body at this very moment. Sleep would come quickly once a his comfortable bed was underneath him.