wipe your tears

when fat wakes up, her face feels dry,

and feels like she wants to die;

she doesn't where she is,

but she knows how she got here.

she turns around, to see the man,

a small smile on his face,

walking to her, slowly.

he sits down, as she gets up from the bed,

trying to find a way out,

but he traps her wrists, and goes close to her;

"what's your name?" he whispers, and his breath is minty yet there is a metallic touch;

"f-fat." she whispers, and he smiles.