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[longwinded]

so i've come to the conclusion that being sick sucks worse than being ran through with a sword on a cold stone slab.
i also figure that screaming orange text asshole and myself aren't the only ones.
because if we were that would be the worst deliverance of karma i've ever heard of.

[there is a pause in the text.]

so who wants to bring me some soup?

[He might acutally be attempting sarcasm, he wouldn't be able to keep the soup down.]

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[longwinded]

Do you think I'll be healed from this, then? [Someday...they can talk about their dads.]

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[ex_surprising150]

I know you shall be. You needn't worry. [Have a very loving kiss on the forehead.]

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[longwinded]

[That's the fever. Not a blush. Let us make that very clear right now Gwen!!!!!]

Thanks for coming over. I'll return the favor once I'm up and at it again.

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[ex_surprising150]

Think nothing of it. Just get better.

Hopefully the next time we speak, you will be well again.