Prologue

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Should I go in..? It's been an hour..

Eric stood outside the hospital, eyes bloodshot. Lack of sleep caused bags to form underneath them, dark circles accompanied those bags. The chubby teenager sighed heavily, and walked towards the revolving doors, slipping inside. It smelled of disease, making Eric's nose wrinkle in disgust. He stepped towards the front desk, inhaling sharply as the receptionist glanced up at him. "Name?"

I'll give a fake name and I'll hang in the Emergency room.

"U-Uhh.." Eric stuttered. "Stan." He blatantly lied, knowing the person he had come to see did not wish to see him. The receptionist nodded, asked who he came to see and told him to sit down and wait until he could go upstairs. The brunette sat down in the waiting room, glancing down at the flowers in his hand.

They say the good thing about plastic flowers is you can spray them with any type of perfume.

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