Nix's Bunk

"I dont know you.." Nix repeated.

"Yes y-you do," I say sadly

Nix stared at him in disbelief, and struggled to open the door as she did this. "Please...leave..both of you," She said.

I nod and stepped outside looking absolutely broken hearted. I'd just lost one of my best friends.

"We can still be friends..it's just I don't know you," Nix told Noonian, and then looked at Hanson, waiting for him to also step out of her door.

I turned to give her a smiled but dropped to my knees, crying out in pain I put my hand on my side

"Do you need help?" Nix asked, concerned.

"I'm sorry, I don't quite remember where the infirmary is," Nix said, before shutting the door. She was unable tor react to situations correctly, as she changed into a skirt and a tanktop, which was quite the opposite of pijama wear, as she laid down in bed down again, wondering why those people's reactions seemed as if they cared about her. They were strangers!

I forced myself to stand, crying out, and left

Nix soon fell asleep, as she got another headache.

Nix woke up, blinking in confusion, as she got out of bed. She put on combat boots, and left her bunk.

Nix walked in, looking through her drawers, not remembering where she placed all her shoes.

H- She was wearing a shirt and a tank top, for crying out loud. He grabbed a pair of jeans and a cardigan, and tossed them to her. "It's not that hot outside." He said, looking for shoes. He grabbed a pair of converse and handed them to her too.
ooc: Does that count as godmodding?

Nix caught the clothes, and took the converse. "Thank you?" She said.
OOC: I dont know, but Im okay with it c:

H- He nodded, and awkwardly stepped outside, waiting for her to change.

Nix quickly changed, but had a few problems on putting her Converse on. After a few minutes she finally tied them on, and she left the clothes she was recently wearing where she thought the hamper was. The "hamper" actually was her garbage can. She opened the door, stepping outside.

Nix smiled, glad that they were finally able to go.

They left.
ooc: Post in NY.