After dropping Ken off at the hotel, Rohan rubbed at his eyes, stifling a yawn. He felt exhausted, though he wasn't surprised. Ever since the accident, he had lost a lot of stamina.
While he had managed to get back to some level of fitness, it was a far cry from what he used to be. The medical staff had told him it was a miracle he had even gotten this far.
Of course it had not been easy. Rohan had needed to learn to walk again, something that had taken a monumental amount of drive and effort. If it wasn't for his love of baseball, he would have given up long ago.
Even then, the doctors warned him that the more he played, the worse his injuries would become later in life. Arthritis was their biggest concern.
After finally arriving at his apartment, Rohan parked his truck and slowly got out of the drivers side, wincing slightly from the pain. He let out a yawn once more and gingerly walked up the stairs to his place.