She shook her head slightly, she couldn't think about it anymore; thinking further made her feel mentally disturbed, she didn't like this feeling.
She struggled on the bed for a while before finally getting up.
Luckily, she had a bit of foresight and bought instant noodles on the way up.
At least now she wouldn't starve herself to death.
Cooking was beyond her skills, but she could still boil some water.
She walked into the kitchen, boiled some water, poured herself a cup, and then started making the instant noodles.
The place hadn't been visited for a long time, the fridge was also empty.
She thought about how she should buy some ready-made food for tomorrow, probably she'd end up staying here again.
She noticed the living room had a lot of space; she lightly stroked her chin, perhaps she could get a piano here.
This way, sleeping wouldn't be her only way to pass time.
She could also practice playing the piano here, improve her skills.
