Bound and determined not to fall asleep tonight, Lee had refused to lay on his bed at all after eating dinner. He had instead contented himself with some one-handed push-ups, as awkward as they could be with his hand stuck in a sling. But he had done it before, though that had been years ago. He managed to do quite well here, despite not having chakra to ground him. He only fell on his face twice.

When the Head Doctor's usual message began, Lee hoisted himself up and stretched out his good arm, determining it was still well enough to handle him out there despite the threat of "friends." It seemed that way, so Lee smiled as he turned to his closet to gather his outfit. The sling he was in now was a simple one; he could dress in his spandex and vest and reposition it easily enough on his own. It was a little awkward, but it would do.

Feeling much like himself now that he was in his shinobi garb, Lee wished his roommate a good evening and launched himself out the door.

[and moving down to here]