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"can you keep it dow-" sean stops himself once he sees mia's current state.
she's buried under five blankets, shivering to death, and a pile of used tissues scattered on the floor by the couch. her nose is a bright red, and her eyebags seem to never end.
"sorry," she mumbles as she starts to blow her nose again.
sean walks over to the couch and sits at the edge, unsure of what to do. he scratches his head and sighs, "you can stay in my room, i don't want you to get worse."
mia looks up to him and a confused expression falls over her face. she asks, "are you sure?"
he nods and then proceeds to help her walk over to his bedroom. she walks slowly, looking around his room, being that she had never gotten a good look of it since he never let her stay inside for more than five minutes.
sean excuses himself from mia to walk down the hall to julian's apartment. he uses his key again and yells out, "jules, you here?"
he doesn't hear a response and pushes julian's bedroom door slightly to find his best friend still sleeping, with half of his body dangling off the bed.
sean groans and stands in front of the sleeping boy, starting to poke at him.
"i need you to do me a favor," he whispers, still poking julian.
julian rubs his eyes and looks up to sean.
"what is it?" he says groggily.
"can you cover my shift today?" sean begs with his hands folded in front of him.
julian covers his face with a pillow and says, "why? i feel asleep at like four last night."
"pleaseeeee!" sean starts to shake julian. "just this one time!"
"what time is it?" julian says while still covered by the pillow.
"8:45..."
julian lifts the pillow off of his face and widens his eyes. "your shift starts in fifteen minutes, are you insane?! you should've left already!"
"i ran into an altercation, okay?"
"what is it?"
"mia got sick after the concert last night," sean says as he runs his hand through his hair. "i mean i understand why.. we were surrounded by sweaty and gross teenagers for two hours."
"mia, huh?" julian stands up from the bed and starts to walk to his bathroom, with sean trailing behind him. "that doesn't sound like you, you're probably just hungover and don't feel like going to work. what's the real reason?"
"i'm not lying, she's actually sick!" sean crosses his arms.
"yeah, lovesick," julian says sarcastically. "i thought you couldn't stand to be around her."
