"Another thing- I uh. Might have screaming nightmares. Sometimes. I'm not dying and I'm not being attacked, it's all in my head." Course that doesn't make it better for HIM but if she ever feels a need to check in on him, there's an excuse. Reason. Thing. "Haven't had them lately but- yeah."

Okay. Food. Focus on the food. And the absurdly empty fridge- there's not even a full can of redbull in the back. "Well. Chicken's cheap so, that. Lunchmeat. Cheese. Apples and tomatoes and that kinda stuff, I'm try'n to eat more healthy. Milk, butter, eggs, green onions, maaaaabye shrimp if it was on sale and I made big sad eyes at the lady behind the counter. She's sweet on me. Man. I really need to go shopping."