He sat awkwardly in the hospital corridor, blinking his eyes, trying not to look stupid and sit quietly. Who would have thought that his little joke would end with him having to take you to the hospital? He didn't think about it either, so now he had to wait

"Oh, my dear, how are you?"

He asked cheerfully, watching you leave the traumatologist’s office with a cast on your arm.

"But you can hammer nails without a hammer!"