[in the hospital]
Freen's pov
It's wednesday, and i'm not feeling well to go to school, i don't want to school today because bruh it's been 2 days, and i'm still overthinking what's happening to becky in the hospital. But i don't want to go?!? But is should. But i don't want to, When i could? Fuck. Imma go. Fine.
I grabbed a white polo and black pants for today, aesthetic bitch.
I grabbed my car keys and walked downstairs, i saw the gang beside the table. They all looked at me.
" oi? ready for school? " Irin asked.
" does she looks like she's ready? She's obviously not Irin. What the fuck? " Heng answered.
" Not going to school. " I replied.
" why? " Irin asked.
" gonna go to the hospital, where's the hospital becky's confined right now? " I asked. They all looked at me with widened eyes.
" it's not what you think it is, just gonna check up on her because that's the thing Y'ALL want me to do. " I added, emphasizing the word 'y'all'.
" San Lorenz Hospital. Room 13. " Heng replied, still looking at me in shocked.
" Thanks. " I said and ran towards my car. And drove off.
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I was driving when suddenly i passed through a flower shop, would it be good if i buy some flowers? I jumped out of the car and entered the shop. I looked around and there's so many flowers out here. Ofcourse it's a fucking flower shop, what do you expect? I'm finding a good flowers, when suddenly a bunch of flower caught my attention, it's... tulips.
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FanfictionRebecca Patricia Armstrong, a self-reliant student, who always thinks nothing except studies. Book is her bestfriend, A kind, lovely, and special person she is. On the side of the page, Freen Sarocha Chankimha lives, A complete opposite of becky. A...