By morning, I woke up early, starting to get myself ready before Elliot came by to pick me up and make sure that I put my phone on charge remembering that I was on the phone when I fell asleep. I made sure that I took another pill only because I did have a stuffy nose when I was getting dressed and I was hoping that I would be better by the end of the day. Once I got Elliot’s text I started making my way outside and when he parked he stepped out of the car to meet up with me. I was about to say something when he reached out to hug me holding me in his arms. It felt warm like how it felt from last night and I wrapped my arms around him hugging him back.
“Morning,” I said.
“Morning… Seems like you're looking better,” he said as he checks me out. “You looked really pale yesterday.”
“I’m sorry,” I said, glancing down.
“You were sick so don’t apologize,” he said as he led me to the car. “Come on, let’s go have breakfast.”
“Where are we going to eat?” I ask.
