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The omnipresent smell of alcohol. The annoying sound of monitor and the smell of hot chocolate made me open my eyes. Muli akong napapikit ng masilaw sa lakas ng liwanag mula sa kung saan.



"What's that?" I asked.



"Catherine?!" a familiar voice exclaimed. "You're finally awake!" I glanced at where the voice was coming from.



"Lorenzo." I murmured. "Where am I?" I curiously asked him as I tried to sit on the small bed where I was lying.



"You're at the hospital." he calmly said.



Gulat ko siyang nilingon. "What? Why?!" I hysterically asked. Nilibot ko ang tingin at napagtanto kong nasa hospital nga ako. What the hell?



"Calm down. Someone found you yesterday in the comfort room, unconscious so I rushed you to the hospital." he explained.



I roam my eyes around the room as I remembered what happened last night. I was so tired that my body couldn't even handle all the stress. It all started because of that fucking petitions and comments.



"Are you okay? May masakit pa ba sa'yo? How's your head?"



Sinamaan ko siya ng tingin dahil sa sunod-sunod niyang tanong. "Sa'yo sasakit ang ulo ko, Lorenzo. Pwede ba?" I irritatingly said.



Umiling siya't naupo sa upuan sa tabi ng kama ko. He picked up his hot chocolate and blew it to cool it down.



"Can I have that?" I asked him.



I'm so hungry! I don't know why!



"Huh?" he looked so puzzled.



"Pahingi ako niyan." turo ko sa hawak niya.



"Hindi pwede." saad niya.



Namilog ang mata ko sa sagot niya. "What? Anong hindi pwede?!"



"Sabi ng Doctor huwag ka daw pakainin ng kung ano paggising mo. May tests pa silang gagawin sa'yo kaya hindi ka pwedeng kumain." paliwanag niya.



"What?! But I'm so hungry!" I exclaimed.

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