That awkward moment when I forget my sister epi pen

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Mitchell and his friend mara sat down one breezy september afternoon. Their friend
Mchali, under the belief that everybody who sat at their normal table now hated her, decided to join them. Delighted to discover a pack of peanut m&ms, Mara began popping them in her mouth and sharing with Mitchell and Mchali. Buzz buzz. Annoyed, Mitchell peered over his shoulder. A couple of bees lingered in the air, each eager to dry hump an m&m. One buzzed in Mara's ear and she tumbled off the bench, squirming in horror. Mitchell suddenly felt a pinch on his forearm and looked down to see a bee stinger embedded in his flesh. Mara was still writhing on the ground, so he turned to Mchali, his face ashen.
"Mchali," he peeped, "please tell me you have my sister epipen?" Mchali's eyebrows drew together as she shook her head. At the time she was battling her feelings for a boy named Jackson, and often didn't feel up to speaking.
"Mara?" He turned to his friend, who had just recovered, but she shook her head as well. Mitchells throat began closing up. "Call the nurse," he choked, and then, sweat beading on his forehead, red patches growing on his cheeks, began hyperventilating.
"He can't breathe!" Mchali cried.
"Really?" Mara said in fake bewilderment, unable to abstain from making a sarcastic comment. Dubs, who'd hated his life for a while now, begrudgingly got up.
"Code blue," He muttered into his walkie talkie. A couple of seniors had begun filming Mitchell for their Snapchat stories at this point, captioning their videos with many crying and praying hand emojis. Mrs. Sodaro, the school nurse, burst through the doors with a wheelchair. Kneeling next to Mitchells flailing body, she raised her fist above her head, epipen in hand, and brought the needle down into the boys leg. In a minute or two, he'd begun to calm down and Mara, Dubs, and Mrs. Sodaro assisted him into the wheelchair. During the commotion, Mchali had decided to finish off the peanut m&ms. Mitchell was rolled off to the nurses office and began feeling better soon, but from that day forward Mara and Mchali
always had his sister epipen on hand.