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William Lia Afton: Henry had me walk into his office, holding my hand ever so gently. I felt butterflies settle in my stomach. He gently sat me in his office chair. He even nealed down in front of me. I felt a soft crimson fill my cheeks. "William...?" He asked. I stared into his soft green eyes. "Will you..." I smiled. "Be my best man?" My heart plummeted. I was speechless. I just nodded. My butterflies became painful. I felt the need to throw up. "W-Will-" I got up making the twirly chair spin as I dashed out of the office. I sobbed into a birthday fill-out. *!* The feeling of burn in my chest and my headache was growing. I fell onto the floor and crawled to the bathroom, still crying. My long see-through nails dug into the cracks of the tile as I crawled in. I sat in front of my office toilette and through up the butterflies. Mediforacally that is. I just through up. 











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