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She glanced at him. "Had his way with me." She responded. |
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Dylan hugged her. "I'm so sorry..." he murmured, kissing her cheek. |
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She just leaned into Dylan, not noticing their friends walking in. |
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Dylan just held her. Taylor was the first to speak up after all their friends filled the room. "Hey, is now a bad time?" She asked. |
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"Hmm? No, 'm just wakin' up." Lilith responded. "If I'm an ass, don't take offence." |
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Taylor shook her head. "Darling, why would you be an ass?" She cocked her head and Dylan pulled away from the hug, now just sitting on the edge of her bed, holding her hand. |
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"Cause I ache, and feel like shit." She responded. "But the doctors won't give pain meds, even though I ain't on nothin'." |
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Dylan smiled and chuckled. "Babe, click this button," he said handing her a button attatched to a cord. "This gives you the painkillers," |
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"Dylan, my head is fucking pounding, I'm dizzy, and I feel like I'm gonna puke." She mumbled. "I don't wanna move, hurt too much." |
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Dylan chuckled and rolled his eyes, clicking the button three times to heavily douse her in painkillers. |
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