73. Perfect Plan

I sat on my bed, deeply distracted by my thoughts. I tried to remember how long I’ve been here for but I couldn’t. I wondered how Gwaine had managed to not find me all this time.

I thought about my art, it feels like it’s been years since I held a pencil. I looked down at my palms, caressing it slowly as I imagined the things I wanted to draw.

The metal door creaked noisily and when I heard the sound of keys, I turned towards it. A girl not more than eighteen walked in, tray of food in hand. The meal here was awful but although it tasted awful, I had to eat as there was no other options available for me.

“Thank you.” I mouthed but she didn’t respond. She simply dropped it on the table and walked out. I dragged the table closer so I could eat from it while sitting on my bed.

I ate quietly, almost chocking on the bread I tried to swallow. Once I was done, I drank from the glass of water that was placed beside my meal.

I returned it, sighing deeply as I thought about the kind of meal I w