Queen1sa *sits by Sodapop on the couch*: Ugh!
Soda: What's wrong?
Queen1sa *leans on him*: My stomach hurrrrrrrts. Winter has been a bit sick and I think I caught it
Soda *wraps his arm around her*: You'll be ok, Queenie. How about you take some medicine. I'm sure you'll be fine. It's probably just a a cold or something.
Queen1sa: *jumps up and runs to the bathroom* *throws up*
Soda: *jumps up and follows*
Queen1sa *leans head against the toilet*: Oh my gosh. I feel like crap *whines*
Soda *gets down on the ground next to her* *pulls her close to him*: You're ok. Why don't you go to bed.
Queen1sa: That's sounds nice.
Soda: *helps her up*
Queen1sa: *holds on to him shakily*
Queen1sa: I hate this. I hate being sick
Soda: I know baby. But you have me. I'll be here with you.
Queen1sa: I know. But I don't want to make you sick
Soda: Does it look like I care if I get sick
Queen1sa: I care
Soda: And I care about your health. I want you to get better.
Queen1sa: But-
Soda: No buts! I'm staying with you!
Queen1sa: I don't deserve you.
Soda: Ok Now get in bed
Queen1sa: Fine.
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The Outsiders and Hunger Games Texts
FanfictionJust some text messages between the gang, me, my friends, and some Hunger Games tributes. The Hunger Games part doesn't come in until about chapter 70.
