How To Beat the System

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   She stayed with him for two days. She made sure to sneak out some more blankets and food while Delilah was gone for a trip. She said she wouldn't be able to return in four days, so Wisteria kept the house clean and folded the laundry. She did the cooking, too.

Right now she was outside wearing another white dress with lace. A large pale colored scarf was around her neck and covered a bit of her shoulders which she was thankful for. She didn't do anything else and just let her blonde locks down. But she was finally wearing shoes! And again, the same color as her dress.

The only clothing that wasn't the color white were the sweaters and that was it. She didn't really know why there was so much white clothing in the house.

Wisteria hummed as she fed the male another pill or two. She made sure to even feed him cautiously. She done it all with a smile, knowing that the person was safe and healthy. Or at least going back to his full health.

While humming, she stood up and looked around to see any of the faes. They weren't anywhere near her, so she assumed to might take a couple of more days before she could ask for their magic. Right now, she was struggling to deal with the temperatures and knew her own magic wouldn't last for another ten minutes or so. But she had to keep him alive.

"Ugh-" Wisteria gasped from the shock of hearing a groan and spun around, staring directly at a pair of dead blue eyes.

They just stared at each other. It lasted like that for a few seconds.

Wis snapped herself out of her thoughts and dropped back down to her knees and placed her hands on his face, making sure that he was actually staring at her and not sleeping.

"Get the hell off me." The male grumbled, pushing the girl away from him. Wisteria ignored it and resumed checking him with a relieved smile that made him falter his movements. "You're finally up," she happily said. "I was getting worried that you wouldn't recover."

As she checked him again, the male furrowed his brows and wasn't confused. All he saw was golden hair that was like his.

Just like his.

"Who are you?" He rasped out. "Why are you helping me?"

Wisteria stopped herself and leaned back, giving him another grin. She was really happy that he woke up. Replying, she said, "A few of my friends found you here unconscious. I tried treating you for two days and I'm glad that you're awake. You had me worried."

"W-Worried?" He looked down and saw himself covered in a lot of blankets and a sweater. "You... placed this on me?"

"I did."

"Why?"

She only hummed in response. Wisteria smoothed down his disheveled hair and kept that stupid smile of hers. "Hey," he slapped her hands away. "I'm asking who you are."

"Wisteria."

"Wisteria? That's an unusual name," he scoffed. The stranger looked around and tried getting up, but was pushed down by her hands. She shook her head, "I can't let you leave. You're still injured."

"Why are you even helping me, human?" He swatted her away once again. She once again ignored the stinging sensation from her hands. Did this guy seriously call her a human? Weirdo.

"Why would I leave you?"

He stopped trying to get up and placed his gaze directly onto the human, slumping back down to the old Earth. At first, he gaped at the female, not really knowing what to say. It was kind of awkward. He only snorted in return, "Do you know who I am?"