There was two knocks at the door before someone spoke. "Can I come in?" I didn't say anything, just stared at the doorknob slowly turning. Soon, a bright-skin guy I've never seen before came in.
"Wassup. I'm Chris but everybody call me C." He had a tray of food in his hand, he sat it next to me and sat down as well. "East told me to bring this to you."
I looked down at the tray, it consisted all of my favorite foods and some cranberry juice, my favorite as well. As much as I didn't want to eat I was starving and the mashed potatoes were calling my name. I shoved it down my throat and moaned in delight.
C laughed a little. "Damn girl you acting like you ain't in days!" He joked.
"I haven't."
He looked at me in confusion and cleared his throat. "Well I'll be back to check on you soon. I
