Snippet #2345576

Aiden grumbled under his breath when he found out that he wont be getting his well needed snooze for three reasons: One, his bony arms made a lousy pillow. Two, A nurse looked like she was coming over to check on him (she'll probably ask him about the improvement of his sleeping patterns, or lack of improvement more likely). And three, Greg was attempting to "socialize".
He groggily looked up at Greg and was about to tell him that exhausted was an understatement and didn't even measure up to what he was feeling, in hopes that Greg would sympathize with him and therefor leave him alone to miserably attempt to sleep again, when a person took a seat at their table. His body tensed and he straightened up a bit when he realized that she's a girl and she's actually pretty and her name's Anna. Greg introduced himself, and Aiden realized that since she didn't really acknowledge his existence it's a good time as any to get up and go grab some breakfast. He wasn't running away from conversation, he was just going to get breakfast coincidentally when that conversation started... yup that's right.

He stood up and went to the serving line and grabbed a tray, a plate and some plastic utensils (some of the patients are werewolves "allergic" to silver). The food here was absolute cr@p strictly healthy and mostly consisted of fruits, veggies, nuts and what not, and much to his dismay, coffee was deemed "unhealthy" and was not allowed at all to patients, because apparently "it increases your stress hormones and insulin" and "Caffeine addiction makes it really difficult to rely on the body’s natural source of energy" and yadda yadda yadda. He sighed and decided on some cereal, an apple and a glass of orange juice then made his way back to his previous seat where he yawned yet again and hoped that he won't suddenly fall asleep while eating and drown in his cereal.