You:
Your stomach gives a rumble then and you nod. "Wait there. I'll
bring it to you, all right?" She turns and enters the kitchen
again. You swing your legs around and touch your feet to the ground.
You have a crazy headache and cannot think straight. The heat from
the stove seems too much to you and you throw off the covers. The
metallic taste of blood lingers in your mouth, but not as powerful as
it did. The girl returns and hands you a plate.