mum asked when she walked i

r laptop. Her room was pretty bare. There were boxes stacked up and pushed against the wall, the walls were a boring

blr and stalking Dylan O'Brien and Andy Biersack on Twitter. It

s away from her laptop screen that was making her

soon as her hand touched the doorknob, her stomach churned and her hand flew to her mouth. She rushed the bathroom connecting to her roo

nything. She puked again and slumped down onto the floor, leaning her head against the wall. She s

, flushing the toilet and washing her mouth out

I'm not hungry," she said and turned back around, going back up to her room

sweating like a pig. She groaned and sat up, pressing her palm to her forehead. The voice w

to get out of bed and stumbled to the bathroom, using the wall for support.

atted to her head and her usually tanned skin was a sickly grey. She stripped out of her

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edles. She wrapped her towel around her and splashed her face with cold water, but it did nothing for her temperature. She manag

with her, she was just grateful

he had fallen asleep in her towel for an hour, but she aw

ew her dark brown hair, that was still slightly damp, up into a messy bun and put her glasses on. She could see without them, but she

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