I quickly turned around to see Abed who had called my name. He is standing next to our front doors, clutching a white paper bag and his car keys. He is dressed in a black anime sweatshirt, light denim shorts, and white sneakers.
“Oh, Abed, what brings you here?” I asked him, surprised, as I watched him walk towards us.
“I came here to bring you some foods that will help your sprain heal faster; I was the one who cooked and packed all of these, so make sure to eat them all without wasting any of them. Be thankful, I woke up this early, so I could put some effort into cooking all of these foods for you,” Abed said as he handed me the white paper bag.
“Really? Aww, thank you so much, Abed! I didn't expect you to come here today,” I replied, smiling.
“Why? Did you think there would be anyo
