"I had something at the clinic," he said, pushing aside the idea of eating. It didn't appeal to him. And did it really matter that what he'd eaten had been hours ago?
"I'm not really hungry."
Alex pulled on clothes slowly, running a hand over the lounge to find his wand, then stood, holding out a hand. "But you can eat. Put some drops in my eyes, if you can? I just want to sleep."
And hide. And ignore everything in my life except Mona... "It's been a really suck day..."