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it was a sunny, warm saturday morning and felix felt like complete ass

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it was a sunny, warm saturday morning and felix felt like complete ass. since he was off of work today, he was practically starving and had to find another way to feed. the last time he fed was the other night at the club, but it's been several hours since then and felix was feeling himself become weak.

he was currently on his bed, struggling to find the will to get up but he realized, in order to eat, he needed to get up at some point. so he slowly sat up, feeling lightheaded, and moved his legs over the edge of the bed. he slowly got up, feeling his whole body ache.

he walked to the bathroom and looked himself in the mirror, instantly cringing. his skin was pale and it was dark around his eyes- kinda like he was extremely ill and his lips were dry and cracked.

he tried to move as fast as he can to his closet. he decided to wear a cropped sleeveless shirt with baggy shorts to go the bar. he decided to put glasses and a mask on to cover how horrid he looked. he might seem crazy to be going morning drinking, but he needed it .

felix exited his house and got into his car, driving to a bar two towns over just to be safe of not encountering anyone he could know.

when he arrived, he felt like he was moving in slow motion as he walked inside. he didn't even process the familiar black haired man that was sitting in the corner, watching his every step.

felix dragged his feet towards the bar counter and sat down softly as he buried his hands in his hair.

"woah, there! you look like shit." the bartender exclaimed as he stared at felix's condition in horror.

"mm, thanks." felix smiled sarcastically as he rolled his eyes. "can i get a blue margarita, please? and thank you." felix mumbled as he slapped his card on the table.

"you sure you're good?" the bartender asked nervously as he hesitantly reached for felix's card.

"i'm fine. thank you for your concern but please.. mind your business." felix slurred as he felt himself licking his lips.

the man didn't say anything else as he went to go make felix's drink, soon returning to give it to him.

felix smiled at the bartender and took a big sip, "hey while you're here, give me a shot of tequila, would ya?"

"sure..." the bartender trailed off as he went to go fetch felix his shot.

"make it two please!"

the man just chuckled amusingly as he made another shot for felix, and when he walked back to the counter, to his surprise, felix had finished his margarita.

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