Lack of appetite
I walk torwards L only to cringe and step away when he tries to hand me his cake. My stomache completely betraying me growels. I walk away and sit on the couch. I cross my arms over my stomache trying to stop the pain. I can feel L staring at me with caculating eyes. After about 5 minutes L walks over and asks the one question I didnt want to hear. "Light when was the last time you ate" Of course I lie and say I ate today L sees through it and asks again. After a long staring contest I sigh and tell the truth "Its bin about week and a half" I hear gasp from the rest of the task force I stand up and quickly start saying "its fine its fine" I feel a pained giggle escape me as ii say out "Im fine"