AFTER HOURS ✔

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I pace back and forth in my room seeing him knocked out.

I see his bandage is undone and a little bit of blood oozing.

I run to the washroom to get the first aid kit and I sit beside him on the bed, gently placing his hand on my lap.

I remove the bandage and throw it in the trash bin. I pick the cotton after dabbing it in medicine, cleaning the wound.

I begin dressing the wound as I was instructed to.

I sigh but the wound was much smaller than before.

I keep the kit back in the washroom.

I cross-check the designs that I did earlier and submit them.

I sigh as it's already dark out.

I walk into the kitchen getting bread on a plate with aspirin for his hungover when he wakes up.

I place them on the nightstand and sleep on my side of the bed.

I lay down turning towards his side watching him as my fingers run onto his curls.

Twenty four hours can do anything to anyone.

I frown like yesterday at this time we were teasing each other and partying and look at us now.

I mean particularly him.

I have no clue what's going on but I hope it won't go too bad.

I know better than to interfere in other people's lives but I just hope everything would turn out okay for him.

" Felix I'll always be here for you", I say as if he will hear me.

Maybe not everything happens for a reason we just say that to convince ourselves.

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