I'm Not Short!

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I woke up in a nervous sweat. I was sitting, anxious about my dream. I felt a damp cloth fall from my forehead. I felt my forehead and immediately decided to slump back into my pillows.

God damn it. I am sick. Fuck. Sean knows and he is gonna take me to the doctors. Fuck, fuck, fuck!

I hear a small knock on my door as the creaking makes me slightly in more of a damper mood. I only expected to see Sean, surprised to see Felix as well. Out of surprise reflex, I push myself upwards while still leaning on my weak arms' strength. I felt better than when I woke up yesterday. I think I was mostly shaking from Dusks' nightmare.

"F-felix?!" I shook.

This was a wonderful surprise. If Mark came here, I think that would make this the best day ever! Even if I am sick...

"Hey there! How are you, shorty?" He joked.

"I am so not short! You are mixing me up with Mark!!!" I laughed back.

I saw the most embarrassing thing...ever. How in fuck....is Mark Edward Fischbach in IRELAND???!

"Is this a joke?" Mark pouted.

I could see the proud feeling in his eyes. He made the best pouty face I had ever seen. He was trying to cheer me up. And....it was working. A small smile started forming on my face until I couldn't hold in the laughter and burst out laughing until I started coughing. I stood up and gave Mark, Felix and of course Sean a tight embrace.

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