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[center][color=D9E0F9][h1]Tiffany Lyle[/h1][/color]
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[i]Heard County High School - Infirmiry
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She shared the bag of Doritos with Raymond. She couldn't remember the last time she had Doritos. Or any junk food for that matter. Back at her old shelter they were big on fresh fruits and vegetables and growing their own food. She rarely got the pleasure of eating anything unhealthy. She would kill for some chocolate.

As they ate a nurse came in and soon they brought in a small cot for her to sleep. She had been wondering where she would be sleeping for the night and she was glad it would be near Raymond. She was taught how to check on him and was given a thermometer. She didn't mind doing so. These people brought them in, fed them and gave them a bed for the night, not to mention they helped keep Raymond alive and were now going to search for antibiotics for him, the least she could do was look after Raymond for the night. Plus, she was exhausted, she could use some sleep herself.

Raymond wanted to talk, so she tried to think of a topic. [color=D9E0F9]"Well we know what the weather was like, there are no more politics to speak of, and I'm pretty sure God doesn't care about us anymore, so religion is out. That takes care of the boring and sketchy topics. I hate to be dreary, but what was your first time like, you know, dealing with one of those things out there?"[/color]