~CHLOE~
Accalia didn’t bother calling me today. I'm so worried.
I get on my feet and walk toward the kitchen with a blank mind.
If I don’t put anything in my stomach, I’m certainly going to leave this world.
“Orange juice will do...” I eye the glass Jar containing the juice when I take it from the refrigerator, setting it on the counter.
“For now...I guess” I murmur.
This has been the only thing still keeping me alive for the past few days now. Not that I don’t have money for foodstuffs.
My kitchen is filled with a lot of foodstuffs but I’ve lost the appetite for anything solid.
I take in a glass full of the juice in a shot not surprised one bit about my behavior.
My brain is worn out from a lot of thinking recently that I don’t notice I’ve lost weight.
I zombie walk through thi
