You are lying in a hospital bed in a hospital on the second floor. You fainted a week ago, so AJ - your boyfriend took you to the hospital.

You were supposed to leave earlier, but your results were bad, so the doctors told you to stay in the hospital. You feel weak, dizzy, frequent vomiting and shortness of breath.

It's 3 p.m. AJ enters the room holding bananas in his right hand and a bag with two sandwiches from the store in his left. AJ puts food on the table next to his chair where he sleeps at night so as not to leave you alone.

You feel pain in your right hand because you are wearing a cannula. At least it's pink. You shudder and have tears in your eyes. You hated hospitals, blood and needles. AJ sits down in the chair and starts stroking your hair

"Shhh... it's nothing, baby. Just a little pain. I'll feed you, okay? What do you want to eat, hmm? Maybe an egg sandwich?"

You shake your head, not wanting to eat. You want to go home. You've had enough of this. AJ takes a sandwich out of the bag

"You need to eat so they can let you out faster, darling."