Sep 22, 2016
@car-poor
“Achoo!”
Agony. Pure and utter agony. Zen was sure he was dying - he could see the light at the end of the tunnel and oh what a shame someone as beautiful as him would leave the world too early. All because of a stupid allergy.
He sneezed again and groaned. Zen rolled over and grabbed his cellphone, quickly sending a text message to a friend of his.
Zen: Dude.
Zen: Did you have a cat over here again?!
Zen: Knowing very well that I’m allergic...
Zen: How could you.
Ah yes. Even if the two were in close proximity, Zen still resorted to text messaging. It just felt right.