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Liz sat on Maria's bed listening to the sounds of some indie band Maria liked. The words weren't registering, but the mood spoke to Liz with its slow, low tones. She had skipped work today, not that it was real work, and Maria had just left to go do some of it probably because she wanted to give Liz some space. Liz had told her she'd go back to her room soon, but she knew her best friend wouldn't mind if she stayed a little longer.
Her eyes slowly scanned the ceiling of Maria's room as if trying to commit it all to memory. Her stomach growled and she remembered she hadn't eaten since breakfast. Still, she couldn't find the will at that moment to move too much. She'd get Maria to bring back a smoothie or something and it'd be fine.
Her eyes slowly scanned the ceiling of Maria's room as if trying to commit it all to memory. Her stomach growled and she remembered she hadn't eaten since breakfast. Still, she couldn't find the will at that moment to move too much. She'd get Maria to bring back a smoothie or something and it'd be fine.