[ONGOING]
"What would you do if I die?"
"Die."
"Oh you would die?" I mumble and he nods giving me a small smile.
"What would you do if I die?" He repeats my question.
"Live."
He frowns and I internally evil laugh at myself. That was a good one...
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♥*♡∞:｡.｡ ｡.｡:∞♡*♥ adelia
I flutter my eyes open, the blur filling my vision. I hear a bunch of voices, Zeke's voice stood out and I groan, my hands moving to my face.
"Don't touch your face, darling," someone grips my arm gently and places it on my side. Once I see clearly, I turn my head in the direction of Zeke's voice, finding him next to me on a chair.
"How long was I sleeping? Did I eat? I'm hungry," I mumble, closing my eyes again, "But I'm also still sleepy. Five more minutes?"
"You were sleeping for two days," I hear Tobias say.
I chuckle, "Cool,"
"Very," Lyndon agrees.
"I want donuts," my eyes open and I try and sit up, getting help from Zeke. I turn my face, looking at him. He hasn't gotten much sleep. I can tell from the bags under his eyes, his messy hair, and just his face in general. No offence, of course.
"What happened?"
I stare at him blankly, "I walked into a wall, Sherlock, what do you think happened?"
"Why didn't you tell me before?"
I blink.
He stares at me.
I blink again.
He still stares at me.
I shrug.
He is still staring at me.
"I... surprise?"
He blinks.
I stare at him.
He blinks again.
I still stare at him.
"Wow,"
"Yeah, wow. But it's fine now, I'm fine,"I attempt a smile, but my face aches to much that I can't pull it off.
I turn to face the others when I see Lucas, his eyes watering. I frown, "What's wrong with him?"
