Bri finally got out of bed today. She looks a little better and has more energy, but her eyes are still puffy and watery like she's been crying ever since we left the shelter.

We've moved on since then, and are staying outside an even larger city than my hometown—It’s crazy, this is actually the first time I've ever left my state, but I don't know how to feel about it. I should be excited, but Bri's condition has kept my mind occupied.

When we left the cabin, she was still dead asleep. The few times she did wake up, she was sad and sluggish… A completely different person than the one I met.

Yet, here she is now; awake, hyped, and acting like she's been fine this whole time—Something about it ain't right. I can tell she’s trying hard to bring the energy, but her eyes say something different.

When she first popped out of her room, Bear actually suggested that she get more rest; advice Bri didn't seem to take very well… It started another argument… If you can call it that.

To me, it was like watching a mother scold her child in public; the words are barely heard, but the intent is clear in her expressions—Bear was the mother in this situation.

Anyways, this little squabble went on for a while, but it was hard to understand most of what they were saying. All I could make out was a grumble from Bear about “purging”, and some hissing from Bri to “shut his… piehole?”.

However, I could tell that whatever else Bri was hissing wasn’t sitting well with Bear, because his eyes got big and started twitching—You know, sometimes I wonder if they're just cartoon characters and this whole thing is me finally going crazy.

Either way, Bri won when she told him to stop making a scene, and I swear she nodded in my direction… Whatever that means.

All I know is this code talk is starting to make things very confusing and borders on frustrating; especially since I still don’t know what caused her to sleep for days.

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She does look better, like I said, but that doesn’t mean she looks well.

Seriously, if I blew on her, she’d fall over.

I don’t even know how that’s possible… I mean, she literally slept for days… I hate to say it, but I kinda agree with Bear. She doesn’t look okay, I’m worried, and it makes it even worse that I don’t know how to help.

She needs more rest, but that doesn’t seem to be her plan. Instead, she’s insisting on going out today.

I… I don’t get what her drive is. She’s clearly in a bad state, but now she acts like the most important thing in the world is going to the local University with food.

I mean… What?! Why?

Why would they need food? Don’t they have cafeterias with food, paid housing, and Mommy and Daddy's money on a little card?

I don’t get it… Why is that more important than her health?

I asked her that and, of course, she gave me a ridiculous answer: “something big is coming and they're going to need food” —She's nuts! It’s official.

I mean, what’s coming, and what the hell does that even mean? I’m starting to wonder what I got myself into. Is there more going on than just giving people food?

Despite that, I tried to push, hoping for some kind of clarity, but her answer was still vague—She just shrugged and smiled.

Bri doesn't seem to care that both Bear and I are not completely on board with this. I know she's just ignoring us, because she immediately got dressed and is now waiting impatiently by the door.

I guess what Bear and I think doesn’t matter much… But honestly, I don’t know how I should think, or feel, about her sudden change of pace, the code talk between them, and her insistence on feeding people.

Last I saw, Bear looked more worried than I’ve ever seen him—which isn’t truly saying much for how long I’ve known him. But, he does know her way better than I do, and his vibe is giving me a bad feeling.

For now, I’m just going to follow his lead. If this continues without them informing me on the real problem, then I’ll have a talk with her… I know it’s her life, but I didn’t sign up to watch her die.