It has been two weeks since I'd got shot. And tomorrow I can finally remove my cast, as Violet's advise.
I sighed. It's too early and then feeling starved now, since I hadn't eaten last night. I looked at the table and saw the cold food Zero has brought. I made face with the idea of eating the food without heating it or anything.
I'm really famished. I suddenly think of Zero, he's the one preparing my food for the last two weeks I have lying here in my bed. He insisted to be my nurse and personal maid.
I checked the time, it's only four in the morning. Goodness!
I pulled myself out of the bed, I can make my own food, I think. I scanned the fridge, and took out some hotdogs, bacon and eggs.
I cooked first the eggs while waiting for these frozen food to be readied.
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