Scott moved me into that big room he was talking about.

It had two beds. Two big beds.

He moved some of his stuff there too.

I guess he was never going to leave my side after all.

He's sweet.

I like him.

I'm glad he likes me, so I think.

I look around the big room. The curtains are bright blue, and behind them leads to the big trees, and roads. Along with a mountain or two. Things that I haven't seen in almost a year.

I press a button and it made a thing on the ceiling come on. I think it was a fan. It made me cold.

Scott gave me some new clothes. They were pretty. I liked them.

How and why was he so nice?

I like it, but I'm not used to it.

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