You'll find the chapter title quite suiting for once.

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I woke up to the sound of a heart rate monitor and an IV dripping. I couldn't open my eyes, or open my mouth.

The hospital room was quiet, and slight scuffling could be heard. I tried moving my head to the way the noise was coming from, and failed, giving up probably too quickly.

"Ngh..." I groaned, a horrible pain starting in the back of my head. I tried my best to open my eyes again, and finally got them to open.

My room was beige, with some blue accessories. The bed was very taut, and making it hard for me to move my legs.

My mouth was very dry, and my tongue like sandpaper, making it very uncomfortable to move my tongue in my mouth.

"Uh–" I was cut off by a nurse coming into the room, with a tray of food that didn't look too attractive.

"Oh, Ms. Rothwell, you're up. Glad you finally joined us." She chuckled, and set the tray across my bed on a piece of plastic that went over my bed.

"How–," I drank all the water she gave to me on the tray, before continuing, "long was I out for? Thank you for the water."

I looked outside and it was pretty dark out, and I could hear band music coming from a small building nearby.

"It's October 8th. We do indeed know who you are, the receptionist was really shocked to see both members of Twenty One Pilots come with you in an ambulance. Her son's a big fan." The nurse smiled, and I leaned back against the pillows.

"Why am I here? I only remember passing out." I scratched the top of of my head, avoiding my headache.

"You fainted and had a seizure. You bad a really bad lack of hydration, nutrition, and borderline sun stroke. You gotta be careful in Florida 'cause of that. You are also about half an hour away from the venue. They both came, the taller guy for a half an hour, and the other guy, your boyfriend, I think for about 3 hours today." The nurse, Janine, kept a sweet face on, and I rolled my head back.

"I-I had a seizure?" I asked again, not fixing her mistake on calling Josh my boyfriend, and let a big breath of air out. She nodded, and checked my IV, making sure I got the liquid dripping from it.

"Apparently it wasn't pretty. Your phone was going off rapid fire tweets and the drummer guy, Josh, I think, couldn't even look at you." Janine's happy look faltered the smallest bit, and I closed my eyes.

"Where is my phone, by the way?" I asked, and she pointed to the table beside her, and I grabbed it, probably too quickly.

Twitter was still going off for me, and my battery was fully charged. I had to remember to thank Tyler and Josh.

I opened up Twitter, and tweeted something immediately.

'@haydensdoubt:

Hey friends. I'm alright. I passed out and had a seizure, from no food and sun stroke. I promise I'm fine.'

I got a lot of likes and retweets within a minute, and people tagging Josh.

One person sent a very heartfelt message:

'@haydensdoubt @joshuadun GOOD NOW EAT.'

I laughed and put my phone over on the table. The nurse walked out, and dimmed the lights until they weren't on anymore.

"Night, Hayden." She said, shutting the door, and letting me sleep.

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AHHHH HAYDEN IS IN THE HOSPITAL

BUT WHOS PAYING FOR IT

(hint: it's not anyone in the band)