C44 I've got your back.

I throw a blanket down to the floor, creating a make shift bed in the corner. The room is dark and the only light comes from the hospital machines. A curtain is drawn around my parents for privacy as they sleep. Woody enters the room, holding a takeaway bag of food.

"You got the goods?" I ask him, patting the seat next to me. He holds the bag up and grins, sitting cross legged beside me