#Chapter 66 - Flowers

Stella Inputting data files one by one is such tedious work. With every file, I have to carefully type in the information and then triple check each line to make for sure that everything is correctly entered. If even one thing is wrong, Adrian’s project will not be able to function properly and it will all be my fault. So no pressure, right? What I appreciate about the tedious work, though, is the fact that it helps distract me when I am resting in the hospital or at home when there is nothing else to do. The sounds from the clicking keyboard help fill in the silence and it keeps my mind distracted from thoughts about Adrian and what he said to me yesterday. My bed is comfortable, all thanks to my brothers who bought me the fluffiest pillows imaginable, and it is making me want to fall asleep while slowly typing in the new data. I yawn, covering my mouth, ready to take a small nap, when there is a knock at my door. I raise an eyebrow but I do not leave the safety of my bed, u