Stir-crazy at the Manor
It's been a few days stuck mostly in his room and Thomas feels like he's going to go crazy.
So far he'd manage to avoid questions about how he'd managed to get that badly injured (he hated to admit to any kind of failure) and more awkwardly, how he'd managed to come home the next day all stitched up. And far better than he could have done. But the too-much-pain excuse to avoid questions wasn't going to fly much longer.
Still, he's so used to going out almost every night to fight crime that being confined to a bed both by certain people and by his own injuries was getting to be too much. What was he supposed to do? Just lie there? No, screw what Alt-Dad might say or glare. This was too much.
Carefully limping down the stairs, he starts making his way towards the living room. At least he'd get the giant TV to entertain him.
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