Ma'am this is Panda Express

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  *Ms. Ramon will be in underlined and in italics*

-Dr. Mink, is Frea going to be okay?

-I don't know, Mrs. Ramon. Frea's pretty out of it. She's been pretty out of it for a while.

-But she's been so good for the past seven years . . . ? Why is it getting so bad now?

-We aren't sure. But rest assured, we're doing everything we can to keep her alive. She was reacting great to the chemotherapy, but she's not responding to it anymore. I've been doing my best to make her comfortable. I've told her stories, fed her.

-Thank you for trying. Thank you all . . . Is there anything we can do?

-I'm afraid not . . . just wait it out maybe?
Be with her for her last hours, we don't know how conscious she is, but I think it'd be helpful for some company. Do you want to sit and listen to the end of the story I've been telling her?

-Sure. What's the story?

-"They Both Die In The End."

-. . .

-Ma'am? Do you need a tissue?

-Yes, thank you. I'm sorry . . . I just, um, that's her favorite book.

-It's old favorite other mines too, I went out and got it for her. I guess great minds really do think alike. Okay, Hi, Frea. It's me, Alyx I'm going to tell you the rest of the story today.

-What happened after the gun?

-What's she saying? Why's she mumbling?

-She does that when I read it to her. I never really know what she's saying. There's probably a lot going on in her head.

-. . .

-Alright, Frea. They go back to Mateo's house and chill in his bed. They're talking all about how they love each other and about how unfair it is that they never got to live to be a couple, but also about how they're grateful for meeting each other anyway . . . because they probably wouldn't have had they not both been informed of their deaths. Mateo then goes to the kitchen to make them some tea. . . . OH MY GOD, SHE'S FLATLINING!

-Nurse, Doctor Get in here help us, please! Save her!

-Come on, Frea! You've got this! You promised you wouldn't die on me! (1...2...3...4 you can't die, not yet! You promised, Frea, please don't die not now, not ever. God why her, why'd you have to pick. 5...6...7...8  come Frea breathe
for me. I didn't do this so you can just die. 9..10..11...12 No no no no no. 13...14...15...16)

- Alyx, stop let me do it. You're in no place to do this.

- No I can do it. I'm not gonna stop, I'm trying to save her Fucking life. 17...18...19..20 Frea Julius Ramon you are not allowed to die 21...22...23..24 Goddamnit—Fuck—Please No Frea.)

- ALYX, GO NOW

- I'm sorry, I failed. . . I . . . (Can't i have to go. FUCK! Please Rahiam save her.)

- 25...26..27...28...29...30 (I'm sorry Frea) I'm..I'm so sorry Ms.Ramon