Abby stares at her stack of blueberry pancakes that are seemingly hypnotizing her with their plump sweet berries.
She cuts them up carefully and starts gobbling them down.
Connor smiles as he watches his coworker demolish the stack.
He takes a bite out of his own, not feeling hungry, but to keep the blonde-haired girl across from him off his back.
He picks up his glass of water and greedily gulps it down, feeling as if someone drained all the water from his body.
He looks up to see Abby has stopped eating hastily and is watching him with a grin on her face.
He sets the glass down on the table and smiles back.
"Thirsty?" Abby asks, amusement in her tone.
"Hungry?" He bounces back, smirking.
She smiles at him then goes back to eating.
She is looking at her plate when Connor's smile drops into a grimace.
His head and chest are throbbing steadily.
He tightens his fist, which is under the table in pain but keeps his mouth closed.
I must be tired, he thinks to himself
"Hey, are you ok?" Abby asks, snapping him out of his thoughts.
He looks up at her and smiles.
"Yea, I'm fine why?" he lies
"You look pale," she says, not quite believing him.
"Must be the lighting." He says, giving her a toothy grin.
She smiles back but thinks…
There is definitely something wrong…