He texted me to tell me to let him know when my mum had gone, and that he would bring me food. It seemed to take ages for me to get her to actually leave after she dropped me off back home after I stopped at hers the previous night. She kept finding something else to clean or do. Eventually, I picked up her bag and handed it to her. I told her I loved her dearly, but I was ready to go to bed and sleep. After promises that I would call her no matter what time it was, she eventually left.
Then I texted him saying he could come over. He asked me what I fancied eating. And I told him chinese. He messaged back to say he would be here in an hour, so I grabbed a book and, awkwardly one-handed, started to read in my comfy chair. The pain meds were still kicking my ass, so I think after two pages
