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          I go to the kitchen where I have made some easy chicken noodle soup for her. It's easy to eat especially with the condition she's in. I pour some into a bowl and set it on a tray along with a cup of milk and some bread. Hopefully she'll eat it, but if not, there's always tomorrow I guess. (Damn though shes so freaking skinny. When I was carrying her home she was so light. Even if she eats a little bit i'll be happy.) I start to carry it to the room, but it's kinda difficult and I spill a little bit of the soup. Finally I make it to the door where I knock with my foot since my hands are full. She taps twice which I guess is her questioning (Yes?) and I respond "I have some food ready for you. Can I come in?" two taps. 

          I try to open the door with my back and it works. She's sitting on the bed legs crossed in the pajamas I lent her. They seem to fit well enough, but seem to hide her sickly body. I hope it doesn't look as bad as I'm imagining. (Don't get me wrong I'm not imagining anything perverted I just hope she's okay physically under all those clothes. She couldn't even walk when I found her let alone stand). I set down the food on the bed. "Do you mind if I sit and eat with you? I could put a show on or something?" She eyed me curiously then pointed to the floor. "Okay okay I get it i'll eat on the floor you keep the bed." With two shows to pick from she points to the classic cartoons. "Haha, I knew you'd pick that one, you always liked the old cartoons." Ignoring my comment she begins to eat a little bit while watching in silence. During the commercials I go and get myself a bowl of soup as well since I haven't eaten all day. (Too busy worrying where my best friend had gone for weeks)

          Before I knew it, an hour had passed and it was super late. She had fallen asleep on the bed during Tom and Jerry. I tuck her in quietly and take away the food tray. Turning off the TV and the lights, I leave the room making sure to be quiet. (Guess I'll sleep in the living room. I'm not the kind of guy who would make her sleep on the couch especially in her condition). 

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