they were friends, just friends that
spoke like an old married couplethird pov
saturday - 12pm
kairi opened up the small container, taking out the two pills that doctor dalton had prescribed for him, quickly popping them in his mouth and taking a huge gulp of water.
"how have the headaches been? robert asked, looking behind him at kairi who was sitting on the soccer sidelines, exhausted from practice.
"they don't happen as often as they used to...the pills are really starting to help...just wish i didn't have to take so many of them a day." kairi groaned, rolling over on the grass and lying face flat as he listened to mikey and alvaro fight over who'd be goalie position.
"i'm sure the chemo will make the symptoms go away completely soon...isn't that how it works?" robert asked, kairi just shrugged, grunting because he wasn't even sure if that's how it worked.
"i really hope so..."
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kc: hmmm
kc: idk
kc: what do YOU want me to ask you?
mp: lol what?
mp: ur supposed to come up with something like that on ur own
mp: it can be anything
kc: but i can't come up with anything :(
mp: don't matter it can literally be anything you want
kc: hmmmm
kc: 🧐🤔🤔💭💭
kc: i'm thinking
mp: i see that
kc: hmmmmmmmm
kc: ooh i got one
kc: what is one thing u would change abt urself if u could
mattia sat back on his bed, staring up at the ceiling of his room, starting to think really hard. he really wasn't sure himself, he used to think about this nearly everyday. what he would change if he could?
but he didn't have any sort of answer.
mp: idk
mp: maybe my hair
mp: i used to wanna have blonde hair lol
kc: wowza
kc: so u wanted to be white is what i'm hearing!!
mp: lmfao
kc: what abt personality wise?
mp: idk maybe
mp: everything
damn.
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Romancehaving terminal cancer as a teenager is hard, but that does not stop mattia from loving kairi. kairi is sick-yet all he wants wants to do, is dance in the rain. mattia is an asshole. kairi made him soft.