Kazuya struggled to get downstairs, where the kitchen was. The whole process was done with him resting against the wall, taking only one step at a time. He needed food, and he needed it now. Slowly but surely, he managed to get downstairs. Still leaning against the wall, he managed to reach the kitchen door, breathing heavily as if he had just made some grand achievement.
He got into the kitchen and headed straight for the fridge, but as he tried to grab the handle, he fell to the ground. He cussed and swore so many times that he could almost feel his mouth go dirty. He struggled to get up again but was failing miserably. Then, to his surprise, the last person he was expecting to help him at a time like this helped him to his feet.
