(Riley's P.O.V.)
"You ready to go?" I look up from the bag I'm preparing for Luca and nod at Michael. He spins his keys around his finger while taking a closer look at what I'm doing. "What's that?"
"I put some things in here I thought Luca would like. I don't know how long he'll be at the hospital, but I want him comfortable just in case he has to stay for a while. It's mostly just a few hoodies of mine I thought he would like, the polar bear plushie I bought him, a manga, and a weighted blanket." Michael picks up the bag for me and slings it over his shoulder. "I can carry it!" I say.
"It's fine. I can tell you're still tired. Just rest until we get there," he says. I grumble a few words about being treated like a child and he laughs. Ever since last night, Michael has been checking
