I finfished cooking an put each sandwitch on a plate, then walked outside. I sat on the steps to the front door, calling brother's name. "Jay! Lunch!!"
I look over and smile a bit. I grab my bag, slinging it over my shoulder, then ran over to the door. "Mmm. Grilled chese. My favorite." I grin and sit next to her, taking a plate.
"Made them just for you." I smile, taking a bite of mine. "Hey- You cut your arm..."
I take a giant bite of mine and nod. I was starving. I never ate breakfast. I went ouside and took a walk each morning, then trained until lunch, then took a few hours to play with Angel, then went to work, the bed, then it started all over. Everyday.
I roll my eyes a bit and run back inside to get the first aid. Again.