you came over on Monday. I asked if you had work, and you said no. I did not pressure the topic.
I was much more sick. I felt awful, it was as if someone was twisting my lungs and scratching at my throat with bear claws. I told you this. You made me more tea as you brought me medication.
I could tell you were scared.
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Red String (joshler)
FanfictionJosh works at Starbucks. Tyler doesn't even know his name.