(Jackson)
I was sitting on the couch at home, flipping through channels on the TV. Nothing looked interesting. My ankle was propped up on a pillow like it had been all day. It still hurt a little, but not as much as before. Mom kept telling me to rest, and I had been listening. Mostly.
My phone vibrated on the armrest. I picked it up and saw a message from Luca.
Luca: I'm so bored.
I smiled and typed back.
Me: What happened?
Luca: Just got home from school. All I can do is play the piano and I don't even feel like it.
I thought for a second. I had been stuck at home all day too. Maybe it was time to get out for a bit.
Me: Want to go out? Just walk around for a while?
Luca: Really? You sure your ankle's okay?
Me: It's fine. I've been sitting all day. I need to move.
Luca: Alright
