What Did I Just Do?

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The next week after that, we had to do the play.


Now, I'm just gunna skip to the point of the entire thing cause I'm not gunna bore you all with the details of this trainwreck.


But basically.


The characters who Roy and I were playing, their friends set them up on a blind date.


They go somewhere-they eat and hang out-then at the end of the thing, my character kisses him and walks off to her house-the end.


Well that was last week, this is this week.






I was sick as fuck.


Had'nt been to school in a few days cause I was too busy feeling like death.


Currently I was laying in bed, under 5, 000 blankets courtesy of my mother and was watching "Friends."


They went to break, so I groaned, flipped over and covered myself with blankets.


I heard someone wrap their knuckles on my door after that and I groaned again before clearing my throat best I could.


"Yeah?", I called as loud as I could but it came out scratchy and it hurt my throat a lot.








I heard them open the door then sigh, so I flipped the covers off me and looked up to see Roy standing there looking just as bad, possibly worse.


"What the hell's the matter with you?", I mumbled as I leaned against the headboard.

"I'm sick", he mumbled.


"Me too", I sighed."What's the matter with you?"


"My nose is stuffed up, my stomach hurts, my head hurts, can't stop sneezing", he shrugged."What about you?"


"Exact same-except my throat hurts so bad", I yawned.








"Probably cause your sucking too much dick", he said.


I glared at him then rolled my eyes and flipped the covers down on the other side of the bed.


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