You felt frustrated and also upset that the people you called "friends" didn't even bother to visit you here in the hospital since yesterday. You thought maybe they're just busy in school so you didn't think much about it . Apparently, you slipped and fell into the stairs, hitting your head, fractured your arms and passed out.

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The door slide open and you expected it to be your friends but your smile faded when you saw who it was. Logan, the most irritating human being on Earth. He was carrying a paper bag and he silently sat on the chair beside your bed. "How's your head, dumbass? I'm surprise you still have remaining brain cells inside." He teased to enlightened the atmosphere. You rolled your eyes as he pulled a container with a porridge inside. He opened it and offered you a spoon of it. You raised your eyebrows. "What are you doing?" You asked. "Trying to be nice?" He said in sarcasm. You sighed. "Did you poison this, Seth?" You teased back as he rolled his eyes. "Just eat the damn porridge, {{user}}." A chicken porridge, your favorite.