If there was anything Franzy hated more than being sick, it was being stuck in a hospital sick and unable to anything because all the healers were stubborn and refused to let her out of the bed. Well she didn't really have the energy to do anything but that was beside the point. So she spent most of her time sleeping.

She had to blink a few times when she woke up from her most recent nap, trying to focus on the figure hunched in the chair across the room. So she had finally lost it. Gone delusional like all the healers said she would when they thought she wasn't listening. Because there was no way he was in her room. He hadn't even bothered to talk to her or owled or anything in months. He had that blond bimbo at his side now, so there was no way Stubby Boardman was sitting in her room. And if he was, he wouldn't be there for long.

"What are you doing here?" she spat causing him to look up at her. There was a shocked look on his face, did he expect her to be all cheery and happy that he was here?

"I came to see you obviously. I was worried." he said softly as he got up out of the chair and started toward her bedside.

"You were worried? Are you fucking kidding me? No. I haven't heard from you in months. Ever since you wanted to take a break. You have no fucking right to be here! Get the fuck out of my room!" She was pretty sure that the healers would be in the room any minute to see what all the commotion was about.

"Franzy..." he looked completely bewildered. But she cut him off before he could even try to throw some bullshit excuse at her. "No! Did you think I would just sit around and wait for whenever you wanted me back? Get real! I don't fucking need you. Now get the fuck out of my room!" She punctuated the thought by throwing the vase of flowers that was on her bedside table towards his pretty face. It would have hit its mark if Stubby hadn't ducked out of the way causing it to shatter against the wall behind him.

Andre Jordan did not work on any cases that were even remotely related to the virus being as he had just gotten back to work after having a bout with the awful thing. Now he could very well ignore all the shouting that was coming out of the patient room across from the Healer Station, but he really couldn't ignore the sound of shattering glass. So he reluctantly got up and hurried over to the room before he had another patient instead of just a visitor.

"Hey hey! What's going on in here? You should be resting. You're sick and you're only going to get worse with all this shouting." he said to the girl before turning to the young man. "And you. I think she's made it very clear that she doesn't want you here. So I suggest you go before you have something else hurled at you."

"No No! Let him stay! He's worried about me. You wouldn't think it by the way he's ignored me for months but he is. He cares." She said with a venomous tone. "I mean he's a fucking rockstar and he took time out of his busy schedule just to come and see me. Who are you to deny him that." She turned her glare from Stubby to this unknown healer. Really, no one seemed to care about her all that much before she was in the hospital, dying or whatever.

Andre raised his brows at the girl before paging other healers for help because this wasn't going to end well. She certainly couldn't tell because she was so worked up, but he could definitely see that her heart was going at least twice the rate it should of been. "You need to leave. Now." He said to Stubby as Franzy started to cough and rasp trying to breath. The adrenaline from all her anger was wearing off and it was taking its toll.