[b] Zivon [/b] He smiled happily, for a while he decided what to cook for them; he got up from the bed and stretched his arms and legs. “H-ow abo-ut some fried r-ice with ham-burger and a da-ikon radish sala-d?” He thought that would good but he does need to buy the supplies first. He fixed his short noticing some blood on it. ‘When did this got here? Well nothing but a good wash and some salt will fix it right up.’ After fixing himself up he turned around to Oona and grabbed the plate on the bedside table. “I a-m going to g-et a show-er and pr-obably ret-urn this. Tha-nks for brin-ging me some ic-e crea-m and visiting I ho-pe you don-’t mi-nd if I go…bye…” he bowed apologetically then left the infirmary. He walked all the way to his dorm and opened the door. Was his roommate here? He didn’t see much stuff at but the usual he saw yesterday, he put the plate down on the kitchen counter. He then entered his room, still noticing that he didn’t unpack properly. Grabbing some clothes and headed to the shower. After a good shower he changed into a large sweater that were up to his knees, leggings and his usually red sneakers, he decided to left his hair down as it was still wet. ‘I…will unpack later, I still need to buy supplies and ask the others if they want to have some dinner…’ He grabbed some cash his dad gave him in his backpack, at least a hundred; he didn’t have much but it was enough to buy some stuff. He grabbed the plate and walked all the way to the cafeteria to return it. He entered the cafeteria, not much people like yesterday, which made him feel good, too much people still scared him. He walked up to a lady behind the counter and returned it. [b] Seven [/b] After rolling on the grass for what seems to be hours he got up and ran off, he didn’t know where he was going but going by instincts he decided go. He easily got distracted with butterflies and squirrels but he just ran. He stopped as he stretched like normally would a cat do and ended up snoozing on the floor. At least someone might not trip…maybe?