Midnight snack

Harleen entered the kitchen and turned the light on. It all looked old, the building itself had around 40 years. Some rooms were rebuilt less then three years ago, but others like the kitchen have not been touched since their creation.

The young woman opened the cupboards in search for a midnight snack, she couldn't sleep and she missed the dinner earlier because of paperwork. she missed the open door at the end of the room, the one that leaded to the cook's bedroom.

"What are you doing up so late Mis Quinzel" Called a voice behind Harleen. She turned around quickly letting the pack with biscuits fall to the ground.

"Jesus Christ, Mrs Dale" Said the girl putting a hand in her chest, she could feel her heart trying to escape from her chest."You almost gave me a heart attack!"

"Well next time don't go sneaking in in my kitchen" Said the older woman. Miss Dale was a small woman but she was scary, she had worked in the asylum for twenty years and was the one who helped Harleen put everything together."You should have told me you were hungry, i would have brought you a soup before i go to bed"

"Oh, sorry Mrs Dale, i didn't want to bother you, i just wanted to get a snack before going to bed, i didn't want to bother you for nothing" Harleen followed the woman to the table and sat there while the cook served her a bowl of soup.

"No worries darling" Mrs Dale sat next to her "You look like a stick, you need more than just a soup, in my times no woman was as skinny as you, you spend too much time in that office and with the patients. You have missed four dinners this week and three lunches, you are not eating enough"

"Don't worry about me, i am fine, i don't need much food to work".

"Rubbish, now eat my kid, you need to be strong if you are going to run this place."