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Dallas was sick and you and Two-bit forced him to stay in bed and rest but he was being stubborn
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"Come on, Dally." Two-bit said in a serious tone "Just stay in bed and rest, you're really sick."
"Yeah, well, I don't wanna rest." Dallas groan and slammed his fist into a pillow "You got any cancersticks?" he asked Two-bit.
You gave Two-bit a "don't do it" stare but Two-bit gave Dally a cigarette anyway. Dallas smiled and put it in his mouth but it broke in half as he crawled onto the bed. He threw it and layed back down.
"Please, Dally." you pleaded "You really gotta rest. Listen, Two-bit can keep you company and Johnny and I will make you that mushroom soup that you like, okay?"
At first, Dallas looked mad but his expression softened at the mention of his favorite food "Will you sprinkle the little green things on it too?" he asked
"Yes, Dal. We'll make sure to add the little green things." you smiled
"Fine, I'll stay." he layed down and stared at the ceiling.
You were about to head out until Two-bit grabbed your arm. You wheeled around "Yes?"
"The mushroom soup. Can you make some for me too?"
