I stood at the door of the cooking club and asked Hannah to come out.
Hannah: What happened?
"Pratick texted me saying his health isn't good. Something doesn't feel right."
Hannah: He's sick?
"Yeah."
Hannah: Then go and check on him.
"I'll drop you at the dorm and then I'll go to him."
Hannah: I can go.
"No, listen to me, you saw the fights on the roads nowadays, I can't risk you going alone. Pack your stuff we will leave. I'll ask your club president about this."
Hannah: Okkay, give me 5 minutes.
"Okkay."
Hannah went inside the club and grabbed her belongings from her locker. By that time I asked her club's president about leaving, she's so kind-hearted she approved right after I asked her.
I dropped Hannah at the dorm and went inside our room with her. We were inside the room, I went straight into the bedroom and took out a weekender bag from the wardrobe and kept a pair of clothes in it.
