So he was being nice to her because he felt bad, that had to be it. How could anyone think she was beautiful with a splotchy, puffy, tear stained face and a patchy scalp? Looking like this caused people to look at her with pity most of the time. She didn't want pity from anyone, but especially from him. If only there was a way to go back in time and pretend this never happened. She wanted to go back to a time where he didn't realize she was weak and broken, where he thought she was just another normal person. That's all she wanted, was to be treated as a normal person, not someone who was watched for any sign of a sniffle.
"A bad would be nice." A nice, big bag that could hide her entire head. "You probably won't give me one though." No one ever did when she asked for one.