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"Oh no, I forgot about your back!" Dan said, as I struggled to lay on the couch. "No, it's fine, I was just stabbed." I said, sarcastically. He grabbed my arm and pulled me up. "No, you can sleep in Phil's room. I don't know where he is." He led me to Phil's room and pushed on my back. I screamed. "Ow! What the-" "I'm sorry, I keep forgetting!" He closed the door, and I was alone. I turned on the light, changed, and turned the light off. I laid there looking at memes, and used Phil's charger when my phone died. I laid on my back and stared at the ceiling, illuminated by the light from the window. 'I could've been killed if it weren't for Dan.' I'm so happy I have that smol bean to protect me.

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