"Don't overdo it." Those were the last words you heard from Andrew before you passed out in the bathroom. Your stomach was growling loudly after days without eating. The guards wouldn't give you any food at all, there were times when you even wanted to eat trash and rags, just to have a full stomach.

Food was always a problem for Andrew, but he didn't worry about it, not as much as you did. You were clearly much more affected than he was. You were much more exhausted too. Well, he had warned you not to go around cleaning the house so excessively. You had just put the clothes in the washing machine when your vision went black and you fell on the cold floor.

Andrew immediately ran when he heard a loud crash coming from the bathroom. When he arrived, he saw you lying on the floor. Without further ado, he crouched down and picked you up in his arms.

"Damn. I told you not to overdo it." He grumbled, his voice exhausted.