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the past week hasn't been as bad as i thought, nick has been staying with me on visiting hours, we got to tell childhood stories, and he wants me to meet his friends today. my rib has completely healed, and my leg is getting better. it doesn't hurt as bad, although i do get spikes of pain.

on the bad side, i found out i have to go to physical therapy, and i still have another week here.

"i'll call them right now-"

"no! nick i just woke up!" i whine.

"so?"

"SO I DON'T WANNA TALK, MY VOICE IS BADDDD,"

"WELL YOUR VOICE SOUNDS FINE TO ME BECAUSE YOU'RE SCREAMING," i pout, knowing if i keep yelling, the nurse will come in. "so i can call them?"

"fine." i say.

"HAHA."

"SHUT UP."

"ok i'm calling them."

i hear it ring, and i immediately go silent. soon after, i hear the ringing stop, and voices coming from his phone.

"nick?" a deep voice says.

"clay?" nick says back. "george?"

"nick?" a british accent is heard.

"george?" the same deep voice said.

"clay?"

"george?" nick says.

"nick?" the george guy says.

"nick?" clay says.

"uh, nick?" i genuinely ask.

"y/n?" he looks at me.

"y/n?" george asks.

"y/n?" clay asks right after george.

"hello?" i say.

"hi?" clay says back.

then everyone becomes silent, but soon a wheeze is heard. which concerns me.

"did you just pop a lung?" i ask. the wheeze only intensifies.

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