Writing problem of the day:
I need the pizza to arrive.... faster.

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Writing problem of the day:
I need the pizza to arrive.... faster.
Life moves on…
Jack was beginning to panic. It’s been two weeks since he heard from anti, but that wasn’t the worst part, his back felt it was being ripped apart, his teeth were falling out, his eyes wouldn’t stop tearing, and his body ached all over. He really wanted to have anti here, he just wouldn’t wake up.
He called robin to say no new videos, and alerted his fans through Twitter. He barely made it back to his bed before a white hot pain shot thought his body. He screamed until his voice went horse, and he eventually passed out.
He woke up in a unfamiliar place, it was peaceful and he spotted a figure under a single tree in the field. He rushes towards the figure realizing it’s anti who looks over at Jack with a tired gaze his eyes weren’t black anymore but they looked like his mascot septic eye Sam.
“Took you long enough Sean. Sit well probably be here awhile, or die in the process.” Anti motions to Jack to sit.
He takes a seat next to anti, his body felt off like he wasn’t really here. Anti’s words didn’t even click with him. “What is this place? I…” He stops he forgot what he was going to say. He leans on anti drifting in and out of sleep"
Anti mirrors Jack’s behavior not even answering his question. “This is a nice place… I wonder if this is what heaven is like. The fallen talk about it all the time.” Jack smiles softly at anti.
They sit in silence for what seems likes an eternity until a pull forces Jack apart from anti, he takes the sleepy demon with him.
With a gasp, Jack wakes up to the worried faces of both Mark and Signe. Before Jack could even register seeing the pair he rushes out of bed, and proceeds to empty the contents of whatever was in his stomach in the bathroom. He felt dizzy and off balanced. Looking behind him he spots a tail and what looks like green tendrils. He goes to rub his head trying to make sense of things but a full feeling of panic washes over him when he feels curved horns.
He let’s out a loud scream.
Mark and Signe rush in.
“Sean are you alright” Mark exclaims “we were about to call the local hunters, you’ve been out for the past two months, fuck Jack we thought you were dead. There was so much blood, and well Signe got me to come here a week ago.”
“Your family uh knows now about anti. They kept trying to push you to go to the hospital but once you grew horns they kind of backtracked. I’m so glad your awake.” Signe smiles quickly texting everyone on Jack’s health and being awake.
“I what… I’ve been out for how long? Fuck…” his head is pounding as he hears a familiar voice.
“Oh fuck me, Sean quite your yelling.” Mumbles anti.
“Well sorry I’m freaking out over being in a coma for two months anti. Oh and now I have weird extra body parts, so let me freak out.” He didn’t even care that he was speaking out loud.
The pair bicker for a bit before a growl interrupts the pair. This causes Mark to laugh. “Guess that nap left you hungry ” This causes Jack to glare at Mark then going down to make himself some food, Mark hovers behind Jack worry painted over his face.
“But seriously Sean take it easy. Let’s just take things slow” Mark sighs letting Jack sit and he makes Jack some food.
Things will get better Jack thinks to himself. He doesn’t have to hide anti from his family anymore. He just has to figure out how to hide these new parts, he needs to ask anti for tips.
#3U88Y seems to have some history with the puppeteer
He spends at least one day on the weekends grading papers. Apparently that pays well. He's long term at the school for four years. How did he cover the German class? He had some good students that helped him. They we're in the newspaper and yearbook club. Students are better with technology. They're whispering now. About students. Why?????