...it's time for a story.
A story on how I almost died.(I think so, anyway)
Back in July, I flew to Washington DC with my cousins for a family reunion thing that I was invited to without consent.
On the day before the actual reunion, my cousin thought 'hey, why don't we go shopping and eat there later?' So I reluctantly agreed, since I was okay with my pizza slice but nooooooo we HAD to go outside.
Anyways, we walked around the mall, going through every. single. store. On all four levels. Then they decided to take a break and go ALL THE WAY back down to ground level to the food court.
At the time, Chinese food was the best option for lunch, so we stopped at that restaurant. They honestly didn't have a lot of options, so I just decided on chicken (it was orange chicken I believe.) and sat down at a random table.
Timeskip to a few minutes later, I start to feel.... cold. I was literally was SHIVERING in ninety/ one hundred degree weather. Of course, having the most AMAZING cousins in the world (pfft I wish), they were joking around, saying 'Hey, we're in DC in July, not up north on Christmas...!' And stuff like that.
They kept joking....
Until we stepped outside.
Now, we were planning to walk back to the hotel, which was only a few blocks from the mall...
Then they opened their eyes to see...
I WASN'T OKAY (._.)
So then they did the most logical thing.
They panicked.
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(I'm splitting this in two parts. So much happened that day...)
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