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um this chapter feels irrelevant but i swear it isnt



SUNDAY

Stan was, worried.

He kept coughing up blood, and though barely anything ever came out with it, he had found the pain growing larger and larger every day.

It was almost as if something spiky was growing in there.

He didn't feel like bothering his parents with it again, due to the fact that they were always. fucking. arguing.

Later that day, he had plans to sleep over at Kyle's house anyways, he had been excited all weekend.

But since he had started throwing up around him more and more, it was a concern. Not to mention the blood that had started to come out with it. In a way, it made sense to Stan, he had been vomiting way too often ever since he could remember, his weak ass stomach problems were bound to come back to him some time.

His mom was out that day, his sister liked to stay in bed on weekends, and his father was... somewhere.

This meant that Stan could pretty much do anything he wanted.

Which of course, meant he had a lot of time to think.



He found himself calling Kenny.

His smartphone had no SIM, and half of the time no WiFi, and most of the time Kenny wasn't bothered to pick up.

He opened discord on his phone.







HEY

KENNY

—WHAT

i need ur advicee

—u made me htink it was sth important 😡😡

it is???

—man ur never inporatnat

stfu 💔💔

call me

—maybe

dont try and manipluate me w carly rae jepsen



— 📞You missed a call from MCWHOREMICK that lasted a few seconds —



—whoops too late

Pls



"What do you want?"

"Hey Ken."

It was nice to hear his friend's unmuffled voice for once.

Stan stayed silent.

"I'm hanging up."

"No!"

They both went silent.

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