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A h he still felt like shit, if he had to be stuck in bed, it was much better to have a beautiful wo Italian roast that she’d stolen from your own stash

“Did you take the pills?” she asked, studying hi and took a sip

He nodded “Yes, Mouys who think it’s tough andas he took a sip of the tea He hated tea but had to adainst modern medicine,” he said quietly

But while modernout hope that the aspirin she’d given hie off his headache Maybe

For one God-awful ave in to the fear He felt a lu to do with his ailhtened down to his very bones about what this illness couldlike this sincebefore

He squeezed his eyes shut

“Hey,” she said softly, putting a hand against his stomach “I’m here”

It’s exactly what he didn’t want To need someone else To take someone else doith him

But for a moment, he let himself need her Let himself take her hand in his and squeeze

It’s just a cold, man Get ahold of yourself

But now he couldn’t stop hisinto overdrive, even as his body lay dorh his mind—had he not beento bed earlier, sleeping in later, even taking the occasional nap after a laym?

Fuck