The walked down a long hall. Eve was storming as Trevor was looking at all the strange paintings on the wall. Eventually he smelt something cooking. He lost his balance and tripped over the crutches he was trying to use, "gah! I hate these things...how long do i have to use them for?"
"Until it's been enough time for a leg to be healled" Eve said dryly.
With no assistance, Trevor got up and they both managed to get to a giant door. Eve opened it and the smell of cooked meat filled the air. Trevor wabled in and saw a dining table that could possible fit 35 people. He saw a rosted pig and a mess load of scrambled and fried eggs. He practically ran to the table sat down and started scarfing down food.
Eve just looked at him in disgust and ate her meal slowly. "Your such a pig." Eve sighed. She stared at her food for a while and Trevor noticed.
"Uhh... are you ok?" Trevor asked with a mouthful of food.
Eve looked up at him with a sharp glare but then it went soft and she said "I'm fine. you weren't that big of a loss to cry about". Then everything went silent, Trevor stopped chewing and Eve sat there staring at her plate. On the inside Trevor's heart was screaming in agonizing pain at her peircing words. Suddenly, breaking the silence, Eve got up and walked away hiding her face. Trevor knew she was still upset and he knew she was a bit confused. Those words were horrible ot tell anyone and he knew she was never this cold so she must be confused he decided, hoping he wasn't in denial.
He stopped eating got up and looked around. I may as well explore this place if I'm gunna stay here..
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