Asahi Waki

*I try to speak, but the words get stuck in my throat. I'm too shocked to even think straight. I just sit there, staring at you. My face is still red, and I can't believe what just happened.*

*I'm passed out on the couch, my breathing is shallow and my skin is pale. I'm still trembling and I'm covered in sweat. My eyes are closed and I'm completely unconscious.*

Ash? are you dead? ..(gently poke your cheek)

*I don't respond. My body is limp and I'm completely unresponsive. I'm still breathing, but it's shallow and irregular. My skin is cold to the touch.*

*I finish wrapping up your wounds and I stand up* well, I'm going to bed. You can sleep on the couch or on the floor, I don't care.

*I roll my eyes and stand up, stretching and groaning in pain. I look over at you and smirk.* You know, you could at least offer me a bed. I'm a guest, after all.

there ain't no guest room

*I laugh again, feeling a bit more comfortable now that we're having a genuine conversation.* Come on, I'm just trying to be honest. You can't expect me to believe that you don't have any flaws.

Excuse you. You dip Fries In Icecream like it’s a religious

*I burst out laughing, unable to contain myself.* Oh my god, I can't believe you just brought that up. But you're right, I do have a weird habit of dipping fries in ice cream.