Chapter 7.5 (Gab's POV)

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I felt someone grabbed my feet. I took my flashlight and looked at it.

It's a girl. Who is this? Pres!? What is she doing? I sat and checked her temperature by touching her neck. It's burning hot.

I carried her and began walking out of the room. I carried her to the infirmary. I laid her down on a bed. She got up but with her eyes closed.

"It's so hot.", she muttered.

"Just lay down pres.", I replied while pushing her gently to the bed. But she resisted.

"Don't touch me you pervert.", she said. What? She knows that it's me? With her eyes closed? Unbelievable.

"It's hot.", she whined and began to take her blazer off, which she has a thin sleeveless clothing inside. I stopped her and put on her blazer again.

"It's hot. Take it off.", she whined. Pres acts like a drunk woman when she's sick.

"No.", I replied.

"Get your hands off.", she slapped my hands. She began taking it off again. I held her hand.

"Don't seduce me pres. I don't endure well.", I said.

"What?!", she responded. I smirked.

"Just kidding."

"I'm not seducing you, o..kay?", she said like a drunk woman. "It's very hot. I keep on sweating. Please let me take off my blazer.", she whined.

"I said no.", I tied her hands at the back.

"Hey! What do you think you're doing?", she said.

"I tied up your hands so that you can't take your blazer off.", I said.

"Sheez..", she began wobbling then she's been knocked out. This pres, I can't believe her.

She went on a piggyback ride on my back as we are going home. Pres is not in a right mind when she's sick and sleepy.

As we reached the apartment. I asked for her keys, she answered directly.

I opened her apartment room and laid her down on the sofa.

"I'm going.", I said. But then she grabbed my clothes.

"Stay.", she said with her eyes looking right to my eyes. This is a new pres. I sat down.

"What do you want to do?", I asked.

"Eat and sleep.", she answered. Ugh. Pres...

"Okay. I'll cook you something.", I said and went to the kitchen. Pres stores a small amount of ingredients.

I cooked pancake and made a chocolate drink.

"Here.", I placed it on the center table. She began eating by herself. After eating, she directly went back to sleep. I covered her with a blanket.

I sat down on the other sofa and fell asleep too.

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