The only thing I am thinking right now is how guilty I feel for eating their food. I'm so hungry and we were to eat dinner. Even in time of crisis, food fills me with guilt. Ridiculous.
The bf texted me hours ago. I told him not to worry and not to talk to the cops. I've heard nothing else. I passed out for a while (an hour maybe?) and am now up again and drinking and I ate an egg and two pieces of bread. I had pasta earlier. I can pass it off I guess. I'm here in their place and can't leave or order food. I'm stuck and I deserve food right? Omg why is this happening?
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