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Rose stifled a whimper as another shot of pain hit her. |
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Caden remained asleep, stretching out slightly as he nuzzled into her more. |
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Rose stayed silent for Caden's sake but her lungs were on fire and her head pounding. A tear rolled down her face as the pain became unbearable. She cried out as a sharp jolt went up her torso, causing her tp fold over |
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Caden was well asleep now, not waking up for another few hours before he stood and walked casually into the bathroom and hurling up the liquor he consumed the previous night. He stood there for a second before wiping his mouth off and casually walked back out and down to his study to which, of course, started swigging on a whiskey bottle. |
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Rose laid down, shaking and crying in pain |
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Caden, now drunk-finished the cure and tested just a smidge of it on a example tube, it curing it before he dropped back into sleep. |
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Rose's pain left and she fell asleep |
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Caden eventually awoke and grabbed the 'cure''s tube, taking it to their bedroom and writing a note- Might work, might not. I suggest you take it like a shot, let's hope it works. before going back to his study and drifting off once more. |
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Rose woke and saw the note, following the directions. It tasted horrible, like gasoline and alcohol mixed together. "Oh, god." She muttered, shaking her head and making herself dizzy |
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Caden had worked himself to the bone at that point, his eyes with deep shadows beneath and almost always the whites were tinted red, didn't really smile anymore, either. He hoped it would fix Rose, if not, Death would become his partner once more. |
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Evening Thunderstorms, Hail Possible
