I slide down on my bed as I fiddle with the food which I had rushed to get earlier,

For some reason, the appetite isn't there anymore, and my craving for apple juice disappears into thin air. All I want to do is seek an explanation from Ronan and tell him exactly what happened to me that day, and I want to explain it all to him from the beginning.

I procrastinate for a while, and after a few minutes of pondering, I swear. Once I'm done with my meal, I settle to eat my food, taking a spoonful after each minute, not wanting to be done with the food...