"How are you feeling...?" Leslie walked over and inspected me from head to toe, searching for any injuries on my body. With her hands on her hips, she nodded in satisfaction. Then, opening her palm, a sandwich appeared. "Here, eat this," she said, handing me two slices of bread with some meat and vegetables inside. "I made it myself." Her cheeks flushed slightly with shyness.
Looking at Leslie, I accepted the sandwich in my hands with a sincere smile. "Thank you... I was starving." It's comforting to have her here with me. Even if it's just her for now, that's okay. Sitting down on a balcony, Leslie sat beside me. As I devoured the food she gave me, I silently stared at the sun.
