Apologies

Once I finish unpacking the majority of my bag, the angel's cries have tired out.

The whole time, I made sure not to make any noise as to not scare her and have her cry even louder as a result, for that's all I could do.

However, now that she seems a little more aware of her surroundings, I'm going to try and comfort her somehow.

From experience, explaining thing's logically with sound reasoning ISN'T the right why to deal with this, since she's far more grounded to reality than my over-analysing self.

It sounds obvious saying this, but an empathetic approach is needed, but… easier said than done.

'What should I do?', I ponder in a hurry.

I then remember that whenever I cried during this lifetime, I always felt thirsty right afterwards, so I decided that offering her some water might allow her to open up.

…

I go over to the tap in the kitchen, and pour some water into a glass cup built with metallic properties.

Don't ask me why metal is apart of the materials that make up a glass cup, that's one of the reasons that our ancestors took to their graves.

Anyways, I then move slowly to the wardrobe, and then I think about how I should get her attention without having her force out her cries in a second wave.

I then think about how maybe it would be good to leave the cup in front of the wardrobe away from the doors, while also making a sound to have her be curious to look, as I'm outside of the room.

That way, she can do her own thing, I can do my own thing, and by the end of it, I can know if she ever leaves that wardrobe to some extent.

'It's foolproof!'

I then do just that, with the addition of adding an apology note in-front of the glass of water.

Then, I allow my footsteps to be heard as I make my leave outside of the room.

*Click*, I lock the door once I'm outside.

'Damn, I'm a genuine genius! At this rate, everything will be good and I can get answers!', is what I think, before realising that all my stuff are inside and I have no idea where to go.

"…"

[Sometime Later]

I've been hanging around this park for a while now, it's also getting dark, so I think I should head back, I'm pretty hungry myself.

I then think back to the glass of water, 'This whole time I've been thinking about what I could have done differently, but now after I think all of that, only do I then realise the biggest problem… I need to hurry back and offer her some food as well.'.

With literally nothing but guilt in my gut, I run back to the apartment, once I make it to the door with the sunset almost completed, I try to calmly enter my room.

"…Hello?", I call out, "I-I'm going to make something to eat."

I then stare at the glass cup, and it's empty, "You must be hungry also, you can join me if you want.", I continue to say with a raised voice.

She doesn't respond, but I get to cooking anyway, 'I wonder what sort of things she eats?', I then think about her wings, 'Probably not eggs…'.

I put the eggs back in the fridge since I was just about to crack them, and start looking in the cupboard as though the perfect meal for me to eat will appear the harder I look, as I think about what to make for her.

I then do the same excessively long stare into the fridge, and decide to ask her, "Are you vegetarian?" to no avail.

I decide to cook a vegetable based meal just to be on the safe side, but the only thing I know I can cook IS meat, so I end up having to search for recipes within the system UI's search engine.

…

Once I'm done cooking a meal with a decent scent, I leave a bowl for her the same place where the glass was, and remove the apology note since it would be weird to have it there while I myself am still in the room.

"The food's ready! I hope you like ratatouille."

I then sit on the end of my bed and face the TV as I eat with the bowl in my lap, and as I watch, I secretly hope that I get to see her come out of the cupboard while she knows I'm still here, so I can give her a proper apology.

'Actually, I have no way of even knowing if she's still in there… I could have done all this cooking for nothing…'

I then focus on the TV as I eat, and end up forgetting all about her, and even end up laughing from time to time.

Once the food was finished, I decided that I probably have some time to game on the NinjutsuSwitch before I have to go to sleep, and turn the console on.

As I do this, I see that her bowl is still untouched, "…At this rate it's going to be cold.".

I turn the console back off and call it an early day, since maybe if I'm asleep and everything's quiet, she might end up eating, or at the very least, surely I'll be able to figure out if she's still inside the wardrobe at all, based on any quiet noises she could make in a silent room.

I then place a night light next to the food bowl, and add a series of post-it-notes to direct her as to how to turn the light off, that I'm sorry again, as well as a picture diagram on how to reheat the food with reference to the room's layout so that way she can direct herself to the kitchen and use the correct tool that is used for reheating food.

I know that it's excessive, but I know literally nothing about her, whether it be her language, her commonsense, or her thoughts.

I then lie down on my bed, conscious of the fact that it's next to the wardrobe.

I then take this moment of silence to hear out anything coming from it.

…

I hear… a soft breathing.

Despite now being conscious of the fact that I'm not sleeping in the same room alone, I close my eyes, hoping that tomorrow's first day of school will feel as exciting as I have been hoping it would.