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I leave the bathroom to find Phil standing there worriedly. 

"Are you okay? I thought I heard someone retching in there." 

I grimace and mutter, "Everything's fine. You must be hearing things."

He eyes me suspiciously before we return to our usual activities. Not too long later, I realize I should probably head home before it gets too dark so that I won't wake up late for school tomorrow. 

"Thanks for everything, Phil," I say as I give him a hug and exit through the door. 

"Bye, Danny! See you tomorrow." 

I walk back to my dads apartment to find him passed out cold on the couch. Sighing, I head to my room and get ready for bed, collapsing on my bed and embracing sleep.

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