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i sat at the cafeteria table, waiting patienly for elena who was ordering her food.

it was a long line and i presume elena is not yet halfway across the line. maybe she's almost in the middle.

but i can feel myself sweating. my mind hurts. and also my heart. i started breathing rapidly and my gaze started to get blurry.

i couldn't tell elena because it was the best for now. and i also couldn't tell her because i can't see her in the line.

"sweetie potato, i bought you food. don't worry because i just bought small ones. like you said you aren't hungry."

"is that you?" i ask. my eyesight becomes blurry. "of course, now let's eat." i started to get my food but because i can't see clearly, i touched the wrong one.

"ahh tara, its the tissue."

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