Kate opens her eyes and sits up, feeling queasy. She put her hand to cover her mouth and stood up. Kate rushed to the bathroom and immediately vomited on the toilet bowl.
"Oh gods," she muttered, still trying to vomit everything inside her. Kate weakly sat on the cold floor as she flushed her vomit.
Kate suddenly felt hungry. She slowly stood and washed her hands before heading to the kitchen. She opened her mini fridge and almost drooled, seeing the food she brought from Yorks. She took it out, and her stomach rumbled. Kate was about to eat it, but she couldn't handle the smell. Disgusted, she put it in the trash bin and heaved a sigh.
"I'm hungry," Kate whispered, voice cracked. She wanted to eat fried chicken, but she couldn't go. Kate looked at the old clock hanging on the wall a
