Small Girl, Big World

3 C&C

After I stopped throwing up, I texted Fen.

'U suck so much.'

'I'm sorry, but I'm laughing really hard right now'

I wanted to kill him. The moment after I ate that squid, I knew it wasn't going to be good. I made it back in time to make it to the bathroom but I haven't left the bathroom since. Dylan thought Fen poisoned me and was ready to basically kill him but after I told him what happened, he laughed in my face. So I've been here, on the ground of the bathroom, for like an hour.

I finally was able to get into bed and curled up in a ball when I heard a knock on my door. I grunted and I guess they took it as an entry and they opened the door. I turned over to see Fen struggling to close the door, with flowers and a card.

He turned around and gave me a small smile.

"I... um... Brought you something to say sorry for your loss... of your stomach contents." He came close to my bed and put the flowers on the nightstand and gave me the card.

On the outside, it was a dog with an ice pack on its head. On the inside, Fen scribbled in 'Sorry I didn't know you would get sick from such a delicacy', with a cute little squid drawn on the bottom.

I smiled and he seemed proud of himself. Suddenly a cramp came and I winced in pain. Fen ran and got a trash can from my bathroom.

Here we go again.

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Its been a week since the squid thing and everytime Fen sees me, he says sorry. It's gotten pretty annoying. But in other news, I decided that a squid was a great first piece for the showcase.

As I hand in my canvas with a bright red squid painted on it, Dr. Rossi cracks a little smile.

"Mr. Agnellini told me the inspiration for this piece." I grimace at the thought and Dr. Rossi laughs.

I take a seat in my chair, embarrassed. I watch others as they hand in paintings of olive trees and Florence's city life. At least I was a bit original.

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"You told Dr. Rossi! You jerk!" I hit Fen in the arm, but that only makes him laugh harder.

"Of course I told him, He needs to know your inspiration, otherwise he would just think it's a ordinary squid," He can barely speak between his laughs and snorts.

I sit in my barstool and cross my arms.

"Not fair, It was all your fault..." I grumble, and Fen laughs more.

Dylan walks into the kitchen to see Fen laughing on the floor and me looking like a pound puppy. I point at him.

"Dylan! Would you tell a professor about someone else's food poisoning?"

"Yeah, probably." Dylan walks to the fridge, grabbing a beer.

Fen sits up, on the ground, barely holding in his laughs. "See!"

Again I cross my arms. Fen finally composes himself and stands up and sits next to me at the bar.

"It will be okay, Dr. Rossi thought it was funny." He thinks that will make me feel better. I give him a look ad he throws his hands up in defense.

Dylan looks at the two of us with a strange look and leaves the room. We both glance at each other and smile.

That's one thing we agree on, is how weird Dylan is, or how weird Dylan thinks we are.