After an hour of playing on her phone, and watching the beginning of Corpse's stream, she decided to treat herself to a shower. She considered asking Corpse if it was okay, but avoided bothering him during his stream, knowing he was incredibly anxious.

She stood under the water for a long time, letting it fall down her face and into her ears, blocking out the noise.

Thankfully, Corpse had actual hair products for his curly hair so she wasn't having to use a 3-in-1 shampoo like she had anticipated. She secretly used his body wash, and deodorant, knowing she would buy him a new one if he minded anyway. Slipping into one of his hoodies, and a pair of his boxers, she realized he was too nice. Even if he did care, she wouldn't know.

She felt relived now that he knew truly everything about her. There wasn't a single conversation they hadn't had, and she was grateful that he hadn't been angry.

She brushed her hair with a comb she found buried in a drawer and used a spare toothbrush she found in the same place.

After making a list of everything she had used, with the intention of replacing it, she was incredibly bored. She knew Corpse was still streaming, but she wanted his attention. After watching the stream for half an hour, she was over waiting for him. She was already too clingy, but she couldn't help it.

The only solution she could think of was to distract herself. She found ingredients to make a simple spaghetti and started making food, just so they didn't have to eat out. While the water was getting ready to boil, she set up a delivery order from the nearest Target with all she had used.

It felt too domestic, and she knew that, but she couldn't help herself. Corpse had helped her out a lot in the past few days, and he deserved a home cooked meal, even if it was with his own food. She tried to calm her nerves, reminding herself consistently that he didn't mind. If he did, he would've jumped on the opportunity to take her home by now.

She put spaghetti into a bowl, sprinkling fresh parmesan cheese on top, and made him a cup of water. She tried to open his door slowly, keeping her eyes on the things in her hands, hoping she wouldn't drop any of it.

He hadn't seen or heard her until she was already next to him, holding the food out to him. His eyes widened at the sight of her, muting himself on all platforms quickly and taking the bowl and cup from her hands. "Madison, what are you doing in here?"

She realized, then, what she had done.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry, Corpse." She slapped a now free hand over her eyes. "I'm so sorry, I wasn't thinking, I haven't seen any of it, I swear," she reassured urgently before rushing out of the room.

He sighed, trying to calm his anxiety. Why would she even do that? He had one boundary he didn't want to cross, and here she was, tearing everything into shreds. This was his space, and he didn't like anyone in it. He liked hiding away, staring at the screens, listening to the music, and being in his own world.

He got back to his stream, blaming his absence on "gamer bladder." He wasn't even hungry anymore, losing his appetite as his heart felt like it was clawing its way out of his chest.

After finishing the game, he announced he had to leave, saying it had been 3 hours of him staring at a screen.

He sighed, staring down at his food. It was a nice thing for her to do, but now he wanted to throw it against the wall. She had ruined everything.

He grabbed the bowl and cup, bringing it out and setting it on the kitchen counter. He saw that she had made a full pot of spaghetti, but the kitchen was cleaner than he had left it, and the living room had been picked up.

For a second, Corpse felt bad that he had gotten so angry at her. She was just trying to make him feel better, take away some of his stress, and he knew that. But he had to stop disregarding his own feelings for her. Corpse had a right to be angry, no matter how much she had done to make it up to him.

He ate a few bites at the kitchen counter before his throat started to hurt, reminding him to take his medicine. He did so, finishing the glass of water and placing everything into the sink.

"No, I crossed a line, Rachell... he won't forgive me, I'm sure of it. You should've seen the look on his face... I felt like such an asshole..... I know, I'm sorry for interrupting your stream. I'll talk to you later."

Corpse stood outside the door, trying not to interrupt the call before he realized it was his apartment, and his room, and he had a right to be in control of it. He entered the room as Madison was setting her phone down onto the bed. She was putting her dirty clothes into a plastic grocery bag when she noticed him.

"Corpse, I'm so sorry. It slipped my mind, and I-"

"Where'd you get the bag?"

Madison furrowed her eyebrows. "You needed butter, and milk so I ordered groceries and replaced the stuff I used, but-"

"You ordered me groceries?"

"Yes, Corpse! But listen, I just want to let you know that I didn't see anything, I was too focused on not spilling the food, so I promise I didn't see anything!" Her eyes were frantic, and she seemed so concerned with him.

"You.. you're wearing my clothes.."

Madison's face fell. "Um, yeah, I- I took a shower while you, um, when you were on your stream. But I promise I replaced everything I used! So you have all new shampoo and stuff, and deodorant, and I will bring your clothes back, or if I can't, I can ship them back or-"

She watched his expression as she talked, struggling to read if he was angry or not. She was struggling to focus now, her brain scattered, considering all possibilities where he hated her. She started to cry, not being able to feel so many emotions at once, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry," her hands came up over her face.

Corpse moved to hug her, not telling her it was okay, because it wasn't. He was still frustrated, but she had done a lot to try to make up for it, and he couldn't be upset with that.

"Thank you for the food, and stuff, and for cleaning the apartment. But, I'm not going to tell you it's okay when it's not. I asked you not to go in there, and you did anyway...."

She nodded against his chest, sniffling. "I'm sorry and I'm sorry for crying so much."

"It's fine.. we need to go to your apartment, though."

Madison huffed quietly, nodding her head sadly. She moved to the bed to grab her bag of her dirty clothes, nodding as he left the room.