Markus blinked his eyes open when he heard Oliver’s voice. He had a cool wet cloth on his forehead, and a glass of water next to him. The doctor’s had noticed his malnourishment, giving him broth to drink. They couldn’t let Markus stay here for too long though, seeing how they had more patients that needed them.
“Oliver..”, he mumbled, feeling a bit better than before.
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