Fenix always hated white. It was the one shade she could never stand, so plain, so pure, so clean, so.... boring. White was one color she refused to ever wear, it reminded her too much of her stays in the hospital rooms she spent most of her life in and out of, the hospital room she was currently in and would now undoubtedly have to stay in for a long period of time. Staying in the hospital was not something Fenix wanted to do, but she had to if she wanted to get better and find out what was wrong with her. She didn't know how long she'd have to be in, or exactly what she'd have to go through, but at least she knew she didn't have to go through it alone. She had friends and family and an extremely caring boyfriend that would always be there for her no matter what.
The beeping of the heart monitor was slow and steady, almost soothing and tranquil, almost enough to help her sleep, almost. Antiseptic laced with soft floral notes from the colorful and aromatic bouquet of mixed red and pink