Time for Recovery. (Open to all, I guess.)

Sora: Um. . . I think about 4 hours or so. So I really haven't been awake long enough to actually talk to them, I guess.

Sora: Go ahead, I don't mind. Besides, you must be busy with stuff, huh?

Sora let out a small sigh, laying back in her bed. She was kind of glad that she had someone to talk with, so her mood was a lot better then it had been earlier that day.

OOC: A few hours later...

Chloe had finished with her tasks for the day and decided to say hi to sora. She had bought some flowers, non of them the same type in a dirty vase. She walked into the room and sensed sora's soul on the bed.

Sora was laying on her stomach, looking intensely at the open book. It was a very good book, and she was having a good time.

Sora looked up, then gave a bright smile to Chloe.

Sora: Oh, hi there. Sorry, I was reading. So, did you enjoy your walk then?

Sora: Really? Uh, thanks.

She got up and walked to Chloe and grabbed the vase, then moved it on the side table right next to her.

Sora: I found a book to read. Though, I did sleep again for a couple of hours, so I really don't know what it is about yet.

Sora: No, I'm fine right now. The medicine they gave me really hasn't made me that hungry.

Sora: No, I'm good right now. I am good at keeping myself entertained, I've practiced.

Sora: It's called Storyteller by Jodi Piccolt.

Sora: Sometimes. It kind of depends on the mood I am in, I guess.

Sora: You should be nicer to your parents. I'm sure they love you, they just might not know how to express it.

Sora: Well, maybe they lost you. You don't actually know until you ask them, don't you?