Staggering over to his fridge, Jason opened it and looked inside. He needed something to eat, he needed to take pain meds and he knew he couldn't on an empty stomach. Inside sat a bunch of leftovers and through the pain, Jason tried to remember what was still good.
Grabbing a slice of pizza, Jason quickly ate it and collapsed onto the couch. Popping two pain pills, he swallowed them and closed his eyes. His ribs were on fire, the stitches in his side were itching, and Stephanie wasn't due back for another couple of hours to check on him.
