The first warm wind of spring ran through Freya's hair as Freya walked briskly through the park. Its been a few weeks since the party and she has no idea why she has a sinking feeling in her stomach just eating away.
Freya has had some trouble with her period probably for a couple of days now but she couldn't possible think that she was late, she's never late for this.
Stepping aside slightly from a beach beside cold moving water; Maybe she needs to stop dreaming about what could happen an embodiment of things wandering her head. Trying to compose her thoughts, she started to walk back to the sidemen house and start working on being the best Merch Queen ever.
After about working for 5 hours straight. The sickly feeling came again a sour acid taste moving up. She was gonna throw up and freya quickly searched for a bin seeing one from the corner of her eye she ran and let it all out.
The horrible aftertatse had her gagging and felt disgusting.
Is this what she thought is was?
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