Now that she thought about it, Annabelle was parched. Hungry, too. She tried to remember the last time she'd eaten... it'd been at the college. Macaroni and cheese. Lunch.
But how many days ago was that, even? She frowned.
"Water or juice is fine," Annabelle said. "Thanks."
She sighed. "Sorry, I'm trying to remember what I was doing before I was here. How long have you been here?"