Sick day

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Ritz pov

I woke up on veneer
I thought he was asleep so I sat up
My brain pounded inside my skull
I sniffled and whimpered
Veneer wrapped his arms around me
I began bawling my eyes out as veneer held me gently pulling me back down into a laying position
As I laid back down on his chest
He had no shirt, his cold skin against my burning body felt nice
I snuggled into him his cold body it was comforting

After a bit of more sleeping
Ritz finally woke up without any sickness or headache
Veneer slept so peacefully, I didn't wanna wake him up....
I wonder what happened that night...

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