🦌🧸 x ❄️ | Winnie joined Auggie in his pure white hospital room after he woke up, just as white as the snow. He walked in with a warm smile on his lips.

“Good morning, sleepy head!” Winnie giggled as he sat down at the edge of the bed. “How’s your leg today?”

It had been 6 weeks after the crash, and Winnie had stayed just for Auggie, who couldn’t be more grateful.

“Nothing hurt too bad?” He teasingly poked at Auggie’s casted leg.