Just a quick refresher: (This will only happen when I start a new chapter and not a new part.)

  (Y/n) got trapped under some rumble, but it wasn't too soon before she was saved. The shining light that saved her was none other than a self-proclaimed hot-headed man named Kid. He made a deal with the (h/c)-haired female that in thanks for saving her, she has to listen to everything he says.
  She reluctantly agreed, and she met his friends, Heat and Wire. They make it to his house and she's told that they have to go get gas to get the car out front to work. Leaving the woman with the man who saved her, but the catch is that he's left her alone while he's in his "workshop".
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  She limps around the house trying to figure out what to do while everyone is basically nonexistent. It's been a few hours since Heat and Wire left, and Kid's been in the 'workshop' the whole time. The TV doesn't work, the same for the computer in the corner of the room, her phone died ages ago and she doesn't have a charger.
So there's nothing for her to do, except maybe cook, and she is getting hungry. She nods as she explores the house trying to find the kitchen. Before those two men left, they should've given her the tour. That would've been nice.
She leans on her crutches as she swings the door to the kitchen open and smiles. She found it, she might not be able to find her way back to the living room, but at least she found what she was looking for. It looks spotless, like no one has cooked in here for a few weeks, at the minimum.
She makes her way around trying to find everything when she stumbles upon some noodles and spaghetti sauce. She shrugs, it's better than nothing. Her eyes scan the room, she still needs to know this layout, so she gets back to work searching for everything that she needs to make her spaghetti.
  When she's done, she looks around for the plates–she's sure she saw them in one of the cupboards. She tries to rack her brain and think of where she saw them while opening each door. A sigh escapes her lips as she spots them in the cupboard.
  She grabs two plates, one for her, and the other for Kid. She grabs a tray and places the plates on it before she places the spaghetti and the sauce onto the plates. She leans on one of the crutches and leaves the other one against the counter.
  She can do this, she lets out a sigh as she hugs the tray close to her as she tries to make it back to the living room. Retracing her steps carefully, she makes it without any major detours. She walks do the hallway that Kid had taken previously, there's only one door and she's thankful for that.
  "Kid, are you hungry? I made some spaghetti...?" she calls out before the door swings open and she gives him a small smile. He eyes her up and down, noticing the she's only using one crutch. "Are you going to-"
  "Can you even cook?" he grabs the tray away from her and stands in the doorway.
  "Excuse me?! I've been cooking ever sin-" he shakes his head and reaches his arm forward, flicking her on the forehead. "Ow. What was that for?"
  "I meant, you shouldn't even be cooking," he nods at her leg. "But I appreciate you making yourself at home in my kitchen."
  "You're welcome," she rolls her eyes as a smile forms on his lips. "Now, can you hand me my plate so that I can eat by myself in the living room?"
  "Why would you want to do that?" he moves out of the doorway and disappears into the dimly lit room.
  She stays exactly where she was standing when he pops back up and glares at her, "What?"
  "Come in here. I'm going to go get forks since you forgot them," he leaves her standing in front of the door in a trance that she doesn't even snap out of until he comes back and pokes her in the back with her other crutch. "Move, woman."
  "Poke me again and I will shove-" he nudges her again and she moves forward into the room. She can smell the food somewhere in the dark.
  "Are you going to finish what you're going to say?" he says as the door closes and the darkness envelopes both of them completely. "Or are you going to leave me in the dark, (Y/n)?"

-Chapter 2: The Workshop... to be continued-