Chapter 3 - Sleepyhead

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It hurts

It hurts...everywhere

It took a good few minutes for his eyes to open...and it stings. Bad

I shut them again.

What happened to me? Ugh, I must have gone to bed late again. Frick.

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"Someone's a sleepy head this morning." The voice echos through the walls

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My arm...right? Left? It's sore.

My neck feels sore like I didn't use a pillow and decided to sleep on concrete instead.

My legs...I can't feel them. Like they're gone, but I can feel their missing presence.

My face... it's indescribable. The hurt, the pain. I don't know.

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I brought my face up from the floor. Yellowed, small, white tiles. This is definitely not my room. Slowly, I planted my hands on the floor on either side of my head... I untangled my legs...why are they tangled? With all the energy I could muster, I pushed my body up. Why am I this heavy? A wave of pain shoots through my spine and to my limbs. I brought my knee to the floor and attempted to stand. Keyword, attempt. Right when my feet planted on the floor, gravity too the better of me and brought me to fall.

I squeezed my eyes shut and braced myself for the harsh landing on the floor. I had a glimpse of the blinding yellow lights on the ceiling.

It happened all at once. A pair of something stiff and warm made contact with my torso and around my shoulders, firmly holding my body. It felt like all gravity stopped its purpose, and I stayed still in mid-air.

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"Well, good morning to you too, Ranboo."

It's him. It's him.

He had a smug smile on his face, staring right at me.

I placed both of my hands on his chest and pushed him away. I thought he would keep his tight hold on me, but he just let go.

I stumbled backwards, flailing my arms around in hopes of gaining balance.

My back was met with the cold tiles of the wall. The cold runs through my spine. I shivered, letting out a shuddered breath.

His brown curls moved along his head, and his arms fell beside him. He was wearing all white, but I couldn't tell what exactly he was wearing. It was blurry. I can't determine what else was in the room except for white.

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"Sleep, Ranboo"

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"Sleep"

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