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❛ it's only love, nobody dies ❜
Brea turned upon hearing another voice, and came almost face to face with an older man and a very pregnant woman. Her eyes lingered on the two for a moment, and she realized that they were staying away from her just like she wasn't approaching anyone either. No one knew what was going on, it seemed, and it was becoming more obvious as more people showed up.
"No." She shook her head finally to answer his question. "I'm a patient... I think." She clutched her syringes full of insulin tighter, glancing in the room she was standing outside of. The guy had come out and was standing close to her, and she took a tiny step to her left. Just to add some distance.
Before she could say anything else, she heard someone yell, 'I know what you did!'. Confused, she stepped closer to the room she thought it was coming from and peeked inside, though didn't go inside the room at all. "Hello?" She called into it, not seeing anyone by the bed. She took a tiny step closer, but it wasn't until she was standing in the doorway she saw the dark haired guy, just barely peeking around the door.
"SHIT!" She yelped, stumbling backwards, reaching out to grab the doorway for support. Luckily she managed to keep her syringes in hand. "Jesus, why are you hiding like that?" She asked, realizing afterwards that it made perfect sense for him to be hiding. She calmed her breathing and offered him a small smile. "Why don't you come out?"
"No." She shook her head finally to answer his question. "I'm a patient... I think." She clutched her syringes full of insulin tighter, glancing in the room she was standing outside of. The guy had come out and was standing close to her, and she took a tiny step to her left. Just to add some distance.
Before she could say anything else, she heard someone yell, 'I know what you did!'. Confused, she stepped closer to the room she thought it was coming from and peeked inside, though didn't go inside the room at all. "Hello?" She called into it, not seeing anyone by the bed. She took a tiny step closer, but it wasn't until she was standing in the doorway she saw the dark haired guy, just barely peeking around the door.
"SHIT!" She yelped, stumbling backwards, reaching out to grab the doorway for support. Luckily she managed to keep her syringes in hand. "Jesus, why are you hiding like that?" She asked, realizing afterwards that it made perfect sense for him to be hiding. She calmed her breathing and offered him a small smile. "Why don't you come out?"
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