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“I still can’t figure out what was real or not...” He thought it over. So he was getting sick again.. which was alarming now that he thought about it. He couldn’t be in crowds.
A frown shown, “I am sick, Devrim. It tends to flare up now and then.” Another night of clubbing did not sit well with him. The crowd, the loud noise. But he couldn’t just say no could he? “I didn’t bore you with my blackout?” He was sure that’s what happened.
Given the next thing he knew, he was back home or whatever you’d call this temporary home place. Not remembering how he got back or the fact he felt better but like he had not slept in a week while also feeling like he slept a while. Feeling both good and weird.
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“No,” he answered, honestly. “My friends don’t bore me.” He was concerned more about the entire sickness he had and the fact that he had wanted to eat Aurie before the other human came in. “What exactly do you remember from the club?” He was curious.
“I don’t want you to be sick, either. You’re my friend, Aurie, whether or not you think the same. I don’t like losing friends. What was that all about really anyway? Is it that Dark shadow thing?”
