I am very grateful for this mattress on the floor and the bucket of fried chicken sitting next to me. I am not pleased with the nausea I am currently experiencing or the absolutely horrifying feeling coming from my hips, but these things pass.
I can’t say the person sitting with me is pleased. The video game machine had to be turned off for its benefit, and this seems to have perturbed him. Either that, or he doesn’t enjoy the edict that he make up his debt by looking after a thing with teeth like mine.