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[ Noah ]

Nobody had talked to me in what felt like hours. The last person I had talked to set me up in a room that was almost completely empty, except for the desk and couple of chairs, one I was sitting in and the other was on the opposite side of the desk. The door finally swung open, and in walked Amber. "Hey, kiddo," she pulled the other chair in front of me and sat down. "How are you holding up?" She looked even more tired than she normally did. Maybe because it was like 4 in the morning.

I think.

I wasn't really sure.

I don't know when I had last checked the time.

"I don't know." I shrugged, pulling the blanket around me, tighter. It was freezing in here, and I was only in my pajamas. "I don't really feel anything."

That only made her look more worried. I really didn't like when she looked like that, especially at me. "Do you need to talk to Dr. Kirk?"

"No more than I normally do," I rolled my eyes. "Why are you being so weird, Amber? It's not the first time I've seen my mom passed out because she took one too many hits."

Amber was always there when I needed her. Anytime I had a problem, I called her, day or night, and she got it taken care of. "Noah," her voice was stern, but sympathetic at the same time. She folded her hands over mine. "Your mother is dead."

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