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ix

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"oh my god." simon gasps,
his eyes going wide with fear as
he looks up from his phone.

we did our usual.

get high, sex.

more drugs, more sex.

now we were between our last round,
taking a small break to let our bodies
recuperate.

"what." i groan.

"vik is in the hospital, critical condition."
his voice cracks.

my eyebrows pull together in confusion.

"who's vik?" i wonder aloud.

"the lad who always wears skirts and
flower crowns. your
crush." he explains.

then i feel my world crumble.

"star." i whisper, a tear sliding
down my cheek.

"w-what happened?" i ask urgently.

"he's in the hospital for an
attempted suicide." he reads,
so i stand, though my knees
buckle beneath me.

"woah woah, where you going?"

"to see my star."