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𝐁𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 (𝐒𝟏𝐄𝐏𝟐): 𝕭𝖑𝖊𝖘𝖘𝖊𝖉-𝕮𝖚𝖗𝖘𝖊𝖉

𝐁𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 (𝐒𝟏𝐄𝐏𝟐): 𝕭𝖑𝖊𝖘𝖘𝖊𝖉-𝕮𝖚𝖗𝖘𝖊𝖉

𝘐 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘰𝘧𝘧, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵,

𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘴,

𝘓𝘶𝘹𝘶𝘳𝘺 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺, 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘣𝘭𝘶𝘦 𝘱𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘤𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘺 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴,

𝘛𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘦, 𝘥𝘰 𝘐 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘳 𝘥𝘰 𝘐 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘥?

𝘐 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸...

– " 𝕭𝖑𝖊𝖘𝖘𝖊𝖉-𝕮𝖚𝖗𝖘𝖊𝖉 " 𝐛𝐲 𝐄𝐍𝐇𝐘𝐏𝐄𝐍

      𝐁𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐈 𝐑𝐄𝐆𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐂𝐈𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒, 𝐈𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐍𝐄𝐗𝐓 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐈 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐈𝐍 𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐊 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐀𝐓 𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐒𝐈𝐗, 𝐃𝐈𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐊𝐄𝐓𝐒. I furrowed my eyebrows as I tried to get up but because of the thickness and heaviness of the clothes and blankets, I couldn't move except for my fingers and toes. I groaned out of frustration which must have been heard since Chloe appeared in my vision.

"D-Dee, are you awake already?" She asked with a raspy voice and bloodshot eyes.

"Mm, I am," I answered after letting out a huff, "Can you help me up please? And take these blankets off of me. It's so hot."

My cousin immediately did what I asked and told her to do. The second the blankets were off of me, I let out a sigh of relief as I felt like I could breathe properly now. Soon after that, I was pulled up into a sitting position with pillows behind me to keep me from falling onto my back.

"Thank you, Chlo," I softly said but ended up sighing, "Actually- Can you also help me take these clothes off?"

Chloe looked at me before giggling to herself.

Then I raised a brow and added, "Well, someone finds this amusing."

"Sorry, last night was just hectic and I had no idea what was going on till my mom told me."

"Told you what? She knows what exactly happened to me?"

Chloe nodded her head as she pulled the first clothing off of me which was her mom's thickest sweater. "She told me it had something to do with gifts being passed down?" she said, sounding a little unsure.

I scrunched up my nose as she pulled off another sweater which I assume was hers but one of those sweaters she never wears and is hidden in the depths of her closet because it wasn't her style. Then another and another and another were taken off of me until I was in my own clothes. But because of how sweaty I was, my gray plaid shirt stuck to my skin along with my sweatpants, making me feel even more uncomfortable.

"Want some new clothes to change into?" Chloe asked when seeing my discomfort.

"Yes, please," I replied with a nod.