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(I've never been this bad with updates before, I'm so sorry. It's literally been four months)
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Katsuki's POV:
I woke up with a familiar headache, my stomach churning as I rolled off of the couch. Stumbling clumsily, I ran to the bathroom. I couldn't see anything the whole way--since I had stood up too quickly--so I ended up hitting the furniture and walking into walls multiple times. Eventually I made it there, locking the door behind me and collapsing in front of the toilet.
I threw up mostly stomach acid and bile, but whatever was left of my dinner was definitely gone. I was surprised it hadn't fully digested yet, but it made sense. I'd probably completely fucked up my system.
I flushed the toilet and sat on my knees for a moment, feeling too weak to stand up. My vision had barely restored from getting up off the couch, let alone throwing up. I felt extreme pain in my stomach, causing me to panic slightly. I knew how unhealthy I was getting, but I didn't have the motivation to stop it. It felt like if I stopped at this point, then all this pain would be for nothing. I'd just gain back the pounds and be even more out of shape than before. Plus, it'd be more work.
How did this get so bad so quickly?
It's like I decided to fast for one day and suddenly I can't keep anything down
It's crazy
Maybe it just felt like it happened fast because I was ignoring it
But either way
I went from being fit and healthy for my age
To being too weak to get up off the floor
Too weak to train
I still can barely breathe usually
There's so much wrong with me
Things I never thought twice about before
I don't understand it
What happened to me?
I stared at the scale, but ultimately decided not to check my weight. It never did anything good for me anyways.
I wonder what time it is
It seems quiet
So it's either early morning or late afternoon
I don't feel like I slept much
So maybe it's only been a couple of hours
I slowly dragged myself to my feet, my body feeling light and difficult to control. Walking over to stare at myself in the mirror, I sighed. I looked awful and I knew it. I could blame it on the hangover. I could blame it on the lack of sleep. I could blame it on the stress, or the lack of nutrients. No matter how many excuses I thought of, it didn't matter. I was at the root of all of them. I was consistently the problem.
I left the bathroom with a sigh, having difficulty walking as I made my way down the hall. In the living room, Aizawa was sitting on the couch. It was oddly quiet, and Todoroki was nowhere to be found. Glancing back down the hall, I realized the bedroom door was still closed.
So he's still asleep?
That's strange
It must be early morning
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