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Started August 11, 2018 by Deleted user

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Elise took the plate and ate as though she hadn't in days. "Say," She said, "What was that tune you were humming? I know it, but I don't."

"Oh, it was a song that I've grown rather fond of. It's High Hopes by a band called Pink Floyd."

"Aha! I knew I'd heard it somewhere. Now." Elise began, face darkening. "About yesterday night."

Havenwood stepped back. "I meant nothing of it. I was concerned, and that's all."

"No, it wasn't about you. I wanted to apologize." Elise closed her eyes.

"Why? You did nothing wrong." Havenwood took the plate.

"Yes, I did. I made you go out of your way for something stupid. I'm sorry." She sighed.

"No, don't worry yourself about it. It was the least I could do."

"I didn't mean to break down. It's just whenever I have to explain the chain…"

"I know. I shouldn't have asked. It was insensitive of me." He bowed slightly. "Sorry."

"Gods have proven to be naturally curious." Elise looked up with what could be a smile, if one wanted it to be.

Havenwood hummed gently. "The shoe has definitely been put on the other foot."

She nodded in response. There was silence.
"Well, I'll be moving back to the good old hard floor, I suppose." Havenwood thought he detected the slightest bit of a grimace on Elise's face as she shoved herself slowly off the bed.

"You don't have to." Havenwood surprised himself, even. "You… can stay there for as long as you want. Or until I can get you a bed."

Elise looked up in surprise. "Really? That's…thank you. You're going so much out of your way for me, I don't know what to do."

Havenwood shrugged. "We came off on the wrong hand, and I wanted to… apologize for that. I wasn't having a good day."

Did we really come off on the wrong hand, or have you learned to live with me? Instead of expressing her thoughts, Elise rolled back onto the bed. "You cook so much in this house. I really only ever eat half a can of soup every other day - I'll get it twice in a row if I'm lucky. I suppose you're cooking the normal amount and I'm just underfed." She sighed, looking at the wall.

"It's better to have you in a fit state so in case we're intruded, you can fight them off." Havenwood walked into the kitchen.

"I've fought off plenty wannabe gangsters in the city. Too much food at a time will make me sick," Elise explained.

"Ahhh…" Havenwood set the plate into the sink and walked back into the bedroom. "So what do you plan on doing now?"

(you)

(ha)
"I don't know. I feel…really tired. Tightened up. I don't know why, it's weird. I don't usually lie in bed like this."
(She is sick he must take care)

Havenwood kneeled in front of her and felt her forehead. "You… you're burning up." He straightened up and fixed the sheets around her. "I'll heat up some soup in case you want it when I'm gone."

(bet he was gonna say "you're hot")
Elise groaned. "Oh, just what I needed. I'm sick."

(xD)

Havenwood chuckled gently. "Get rest. I'll make some herbal tea or something."

Elise groaned again
(sleep)