Chapter 35: Sleeping Peacefully

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Ugh...

AHHHHHHHHH!!!!!

FUCK.

MY.

LIFE!!!

MY HEAD HURTS SO FUCKING MUCH. I WANT TO DIE.

PLEASE. JUST KILL ME.

TAKE A KNIFE, AND JUST STAB ME IN MY NECK. ANYONE. PLEASE.

I begin coughing as if I'm spitting out blood again, while hanging my head on the side of my bed. I can hear myself groaning as I try to get out of bed.

URGHHAGAGGHHHHHHHHHH

IS IT BECAUSE THIS IS A STAPLE EVENT IN THE GAME?

I'VE BEEN TAKING CARE OF MYSELF METICULOUSLY.

HOW IN THE WORLD DID I GET SICK?!!

MY HEAD HURTS SO MUCH!! AGHHHH!!!!!!

My vision suddenly is drawn to the wall.

If I...

if I run extremely quickly into it...

It should free me of this pain, right?

WAIT WAIT! STOP!

IT'S NOT TIME TO THINK ABOUT SOMETHING LIKE THAT...

...

YET.

Hahhh...

Holding my head with my hand, I knit my eyebrows, trying to keep steady. Even my usually stoic face must show some kind of discomfort right now, right?

Ah. Wait. Nope. It's still dead.

Glad to know that the mirror in my room will always be a reminder of how I'll forever be stone-faced in this life.

How in the world do I still look like I'm okay when I feel like I could commit not alive any moment, right now? The game's programming is truly scary...

What sucks, even more, is that I have to get up today since I truly don't know the definition of the word, 'break.'

A break? What is it? Is it delicious?

Ugh.

Each step I take feels like someone taking a sledgehammer to my head.

I cough loudly again, but I look down at my arm, to see something red.

...

THIS IS FINE.

IT'S NOT WHAT I THINK IT IS!

HAHAHAH!!

LET'S JUST WIPE IT OFF SOMEWHERE. MAKE FOR SOME GOOD PAINT.

NOW OFF TO WORK.

HAHAHAHAH!!

There's no way I would cough blood from being sick. That's nonsense. It's not like I'm in some story or something.

Hahah... hahh...

Let's just go...

...

Well, luckily for me today, I only have some homework and paperwork to finish. After that, it seems Cyril is coming over, so I have a tiny break. Thank the lord for my puppy being someone of high stature.

I can feel my breathing becoming heavier than this morning, as I do work. The sound of the clock ticking sounds like a large gong being hit, every time.

Everything seems to piss me off and it all just makes my headache more miserable. Ugh... I wish this would just pass over soon.

I can't believe I'm really doing exactly what the Virgil in the game did. Even though I called him out for being stupid, for not just resting, I'm doing the same fucking thing. But, I also know how much work I'll have to make up if I miss even a day...

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