"For Saying Something Real."

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ASTRID

Dr. Rammed came to check on my gee tube and by the looks of it, it doesn't look good. "How does it feel?" She asked. "Not good." I say. "I'll give some antibiotics for the rash around it and then I'll come back tomorrow and see how it is. Ok"
"Yeah. See you later, I'll be at the gym if you need me!"

I entered the gym and Hiccup was already there. "Sorry I'm late,' I say, 'Dr. Rammed was checking my gee tube. But enough with that let's start." We were mid way through our workout until Hiccup started taking. "You know this sucks."
"Yeah."
"When is this deal of our going to become real, I've done everything you've asked but withe no return on my investment."
"You really want to draw me after we work out?"
"Yeah."
"No. I'm gross and sweaty and I stink."
"My hair is dirty, I'm to tired, my med cart is messy. You've always got an excuse."
"Fine. I'll sweat harder, just for you."
"I'm gonna draw that sweat."













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We decide that I'll sit on the window edge while Hiccup draws me. While Hiccup is drawing me I pull out my to do list from my bag.

"What's that?" He asks. "My to do list." I say. "To do list? That's pretty old fashion for someone who builds apps."
"Yeah well an app doesn't give me the satisfaction of crossing out things."
"What else is on that to do list of yours?"
"My master list or my daily list?"
"Oh of course you have 2 lists. Master list then, that always got the good stuff."
"Ok. Volunteer in a political campaign, done, study all the works of William Shakespeare, done, share everything I know about CF with everyone that's my YouTube page, done-"
"So your plan is to die smart, so you can join the debate team of the dead or something." What's with him!?

"What about travelling the world."
Is an through the list and see go to Britain with Heather. I miss her, but I'm not at that stage to tell him a bout heather. Not yet. "Speak fluent French,' I say. 'done."
"Ok do want to hear my list?"
"No." I scoff. "Painting class with Bob Ross,' he says, 'wait a minute he's dead. Uhhhh, sex on the moon."
"Stop teasing me."
"I'd like to travel the world, actually get to see some of it. Not be on the inside of these hospitals."
"Thank you."
"For what?"
"For sayings something real."
















I'm in love.











I'm back in my room and I remember that it's Heather's birthday. I look at a photo of me and her as a tear drops from my eye.















Sorry it's been so long. How is everyone doing in quarantine? What did you guys think.
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