[Poggio]

This time when he woke up it felt like a dream, his head felt heavy but it was something soft. His eyes opened wide at the mention of his name and he sat up. In the corner, his father stared at him with a critical gaze. He didn't need to speak he already knew what the man was going to say, so the silence continued in the room only interrupted by the beeps of machinery. His mother came in, saw that he was awake. She tossed a bottle of pills onto his lap and said they would be taking him home now. Once he had gotten back to the apartment he was informed he had the following night off due to the family being invited to a charity function for his fathers day job. He stretched and danced around his living room while his dog followed at his heels exhausting himself and the sore muscles. Galvin wanted his bruise leg to still be useful at work. He finally fell into a short sleep going about waking to go about his daily route.