Previously——
After talking with Edward, Roy decided to leave on his own in the room to take a rest; before leaving, Edward's stomach began to growl; she looked back and saw Edward reading a book on his bed,
"Are you hungry?"
"….Yeah, I haven't eaten lunch yet; why do you ask, Dont tell me you're going to cook for me?"
"Nah, I don't know how to cook, but I'll order something,"
"You pay, right?"
"Since you always keep my drinkable blood in your mini fridge, I guess you can say this is my way of giving you back."
"Rory….. tha— *cough* you,"
"Well, if excuse, I have to go now; take care of yourself,"
Rory said as she stepped outside Edward's room and closed the door in silence.
"*sigh* this is just weird for an immortal like me to get cold like this….."
Edward said as he fell back to his bed and stared up at his ceiling, he didn't expect this to happen after living without any health problems all these years that he had gone through.
