I set my alarm clock relatively early in the morning so when I got up, the unknown girl was still sleeping on the couch. On a chair beside the occupied bed in the living room, I distractedly read a little bit of a book I already finished a thousand times, while periodically glancing at the peacefully breathing mass, and around 8:45 am, I decided to go make breakfast for myself. I was about to pull the toaster's trigger down when I heard a voice screaming in fear, followed by a loud groan of pain. I immediately ran to the living room, asking "Is everything okay?!", finding the girl squirming in pain.
- Please don't move, miss, it will only worsen your case, I pleaded.
She looked at me confused and I noticed her unusual yellow eyes.
- W-where am I? Who are you?
- You are at my house, I found you unconscious on the walkway last night. I took you with me so I could help you heal up. My name's Chris. What's yours?
She didn't have the time to answer me before we heard knocking at the door. It was James, my brony friend. We had planned to see each other today. I opened the door to him as he entered, and going by the living room, he saw the girl lying on the bed as she glanced at him. He froze instantly.
