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ⓑⓐⓑⓨ, ⓒⓐⓝⓘⓐⓢⓚⓢⓞⓜⓔⓣⓗⓘⓝⓖ?

ⓨⓔⓢⓓⓐⓓⓓⓨ?

ⓦⓗⓐⓣⓜⓐⓓⓔⓨⓞⓤⓖⓔⓣⓦⓞⓡⓡⓘⓔⓓⓘⓦⓞⓤⓛⓓⓡⓤⓝⓞⓤⓣⓞⓕⓕⓞⓞⓓ?

ⓒⓤⓩⓣⓗⓘⓝⓚⓘⓡⓤⓝⓝⓘⓝⓞⓤⓣⓞⓕⓕⓞⓞⓓ

i look up from my phone, wincing. this isn't good.

i cough into my elbow and reply to him.

ⓘⓚⓝⓞⓦⓨⓞⓤ'ⓡⓔⓞⓤⓣⓞⓕⓒⓗⓘⓒⓚⓔⓝⓝⓤⓖⓖⓘⓔⓢ, ⓑⓤⓣⓨⓞⓤⓗⓐⓥⓔⓞⓣⓗⓔⓡⓢⓣⓤⓕⓕ, ⓡⓘⓖⓗⓣ?

ⓢⓞⓜⓔⓢⓣⓤⓕⓕⓢⓑⓤⓣⓝⓞⓣⓛⓞⓣⓢ

my heart absolutely drops. this isn't good.

ⓞⓚⓐⓨⓛⓞⓥⓔ, ⓘⓣ'ⓛⓛⓑⓔⓐⓛⓡⓘⓖⓗⓣ. ⓦⓔ'ⓛⓛⓑⓞⓣⓗⓑⓔⓞⓚⓐⓨ

ⓓⓐⓓⓓⓨ?

ⓨⓔⓢ?

ⓘⓢⓒⓐⓡⓔⓓ

i cough again, my phone falling out of my hand.

"aish-" i grumble to myself, picking it up and checking for cracks. it seems to be okay.

ⓓⓞⓨⓞⓤⓝⓔⓔⓓⓐⓟⓘⓒⓣⓤⓡⓔⓞⓕⓓⓐⓓⓓⓨⓣⓞⓜⓐⓚⓔⓨⓞⓤⓕⓔⓔⓛⓢⓐⓕⓔ?

ⓨⓔⓢⓟⓛⓔⓐⓢⓔⓓⓐⓓⓓⓨ

i smile and snap a selfie for him, holding up one hand in a peace sign.

when i send it, he doesn't reply for a couple minutes. i smile, knowing that he's gotten distracted looking at me. he's told me that happens a lot.

ⓑⓐⓑⓨⓑⓞⓨ? i prompt.

ⓨⓔⓢ?

ⓨⓞⓤⓖⓞⓞⓓ?

ⓜⓗⓜⓙⓤⓢⓣⓛⓞⓞⓚⓘⓝⓐⓣⓒⓗⓤⓟⓡⓔⓣⓣⓨⓔⓨⓔⓢ

i smile and blush a bit.

ⓨⓞⓤⓜⓐⓚⓔⓜⓔⓢⓞⓗⓐⓟⓟⓨⓛⓘⓣⓣⓛⓔⓣⓐⓔⓣⓐⓔ, ⓓⓘⓓⓨⓞⓤⓚⓝⓞⓦⓣⓗⓐⓣ?

ⓓⓘⓓⓝ'ⓣⓚⓝⓞⓦ, ⓓⓐⓓⓓⓨ

ⓨⓞⓤⓓⓞ.

ⓝⓔⓥⓔⓡⓕⓞⓡⓖⓔⓣⓣⓗⓐⓣ, ⓐⓛⓡⓘⓖⓗⓣ?

ⓞⓚⓘⓔⓓⓞⓚⓘⓔ

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