Jayce

quietly you are stirring the pot on the fire, every so often you look at the person asleep on the bed and you feel a pang of worry as they havent woken up. you hum softly to yourself, pouring yourself a bowl you turn to sit at the table and see the person sitting up looking at you Hello Angel came a raspy voice thank you for saving me, please tell me where am i? he touches the bandage covering one eye