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Holy shit.

This is bad.

Ok,

I just...

Won't tell anyone.

Yeeeaaah.

No one knows, no one gets hurts.
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On my way to Kanie's office, I ended up running into CRon. I walked straight into him. Kinda. Being his height or so, I kinda head banged him.

"Holy shit," I mumbled, holding my forehead. He lightly held me steady. Weeeeird.

"I was looking for you." He chuckled as he had his hand clamping his forhead too.

"I was kinda looking for Shoe...but you'll do anyway," I said, flinging my hair back as I stood up, almost falling again.

"You should try not to fall sometime~" he hummed.

"That's one hell of a favor to ask me." I stifled a short laugh. It came out like a pedophile's laugh.

He tried not to act freaked out, but he couldn't hide it. And whenever someone is vulnerable like that...I know what I have to do.

I grabbed his ass, and whispered, "Are you nervous?"

He nodded tightly.

I laughed for real this time, and it came out creepy too. But that's normal.

He looked into nowhere for a minute, as if hesitating.

"Whaaat are you thinking about," I said in a flat tone.

"Come to lunch with meee~" He poked me in the side.

"Bwaaah ok~ But I'm not hungry." I'm never hungry.

"I'll buy you pocky."

"Ew no." I made the face of a kid looking at a worm.

"Uhh...ramune?"

I thought about how much I love ramune.

"Take me to lunch, you sexy man."
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I plopped in a booth, hurting my butt as usual. But I don't give a shit.

"That sounded painful."

"It was."

He got up to get food, as I stared blankly into the reflection of me in the table.

"Man, I'm cute." I played with a lock of blue hair.

"You are cute, aren't you?"

CRon's expression appeared in the table, right behind mine.

"Holy shit, and I thought I was the creepy one."

He actually smiled, which ended up feeling weird.

"I forgot to ask if you wanted anything."

"I said I'm not hungryyy."

"I'll get you water then," he said, walking off.

"If only I had shades...Dat ass."

He set a glass of water on the table, going back to get his own food.
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At that perfect moment, Kanie came into the cafeteria, sitting across from me. She held and iced tea.

"Hey, you know, everything BUT the iced tea is free." I took a sip of my water, barely even thirsty.

"But I like iced tea."

"Suit yourself. Hey, CRon, get over here."

He strutted over, holding a plate full of food.

"You sure you can eat all that?" I glanced at it, imagining me trying to eat all of it.

"You know what I realized," he said. "After going all around the country and working for lots of hospitals, I realized that Resurgam's got the best food."

"Everyone else must really suck, then," Kanie giggled.

As I watched CRon eat, I wondered how he could eat as much as he wanted, not being imprisoned, and stay skinny like he is. Then I hopped over next to Kanie.

"Hey," I said softly. "You… why are you sitting with us?"

"Because I can. Why?"

"Because he obviously doesn't like you, that's why," I said, realizing I was only about an inch from her.

"I can sit with my friends," she said.

PFFFFFF. "I'm sure as hell not your friend," I scoffed. "Now tell me why you left your first college."

"I didn't get into my first college," she repeated.

"You did. You even half-admitted it. Now tell me why."

"Why don't you ask your boyfriend?"

I smiled. "I think I'll do that right now." I swung back around the table.

"Did she get Rosalia AIDS or something?"

He looked surprised, then swallowed and whipsered back,

"I'm pretty sure that's what Professor Sartre said...but maybe not about the AIDS."

I nodded calmly, sitting back down and clearing my throat.

"OHHHH MYYYY GODDDDDDDDD," I shouted. I bet the whole hospital could hear. "YOU HAD ROSALIAAAA. LIKE, OHHEMMMGEEEE." I slapped my hands on my cheeks, talking with an octopus smooch face.

"I didn't. What did you tell her?" Kanie glared over at CRon. He shrugged, as if he had gotten amnesia all over again.

"Wait. He said that you had Rosalia." CRon flailed his arms around in a hurried X motion.

"Hmph." She talked, looking at him. "Alright, I did. It was a light case, so I'm fine. Tada." She frowned, looking away.

"Explain," I pushed, scooting in closer to her.

"Why should I? I've given you enough. I got Rosalia, got better, left campus. The end." Cool story bro.

"She didn't even show any symptoms," he added.

Good job, telling the PATHOLOGIST all of this, and still trying to convince me.

"Then you still could have stayed on campus," I shot back.

"With you around?" Shoe laughed sarcastically. "As if."

I thought about it for a minute.

"Well, I guess you're right," I replied.

"See my point? I have to go back to my office."

"What? To be alone? You haven't changed at all, Kanie." I got up, letting her out.

"You haven't either." She stomped out of the cafeteria.

I looked at the exit, even though no one stood there. "I have to go too. Something's bugging me."

Surprisingly, he cleaned his plate. "Okay."

I got up, striding back to the pathology ward.
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I grabbed a few ampules of which held the virus, and I picked up a casing of syringes. I strode back to my office.

I flung the stuff on my desk, pulling out what held old syringes. I noticed some were gone.

"Oh hell no."

I realized whoever had gotten hold of those syringes could be infected with the new disease. I started having a panic attack. I needed to tell someone.

I went off to look for Kanie.
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After getting somewhat lost, I walked into my office and Kanie was already there, looking over my stuff.

"Don't go through my shit. Actually, it's why I need to talk to you," I said fast.

"Why would you ever want to talk to me anyw--"

"I fucked up, I fucked up bad."

"W-what?"

"Imagine the Rosalia virus, that stigma and GUILT bullshit, and like, AIDS."

"Fuck, what did you do?" Kanie glared at me, her inner personality showing.

"How does 'The Rossellini Virus' sound to you?" I mumbled.

She looked like she was thinking about what I said.

"HOW DID YOU CREATE AN EVEN MORE MUTATED VIRUS? I DIDN'T THINK IT WAS POSSIBLLLLLE," She shouted.

"I GOT BORRRRED"

Description
Holy shit.

This is bad.

Ok,

I just...

Won't tell anyone.

Yeeeaaah.

No one knows, no one gets hurts.
_____________________________________________

On my way to Kanie's office, I ended up running into CRon. I walked straight into him. Kinda. Being his height or so, I kinda head banged him.

"Holy shit," I mumbled, holding my forehead. He lightly held me steady. Weeeeird.

"I was looking for you." He chuckled as he had his hand clamping his forhead too.

"I was kinda looking for Shoe...but you'll do anyway," I said, flinging my hair back as I stood up, almost falling again.

"You should try not to fall sometime~" he hummed.

"That's one hell of a favor to ask me." I stifled a short laugh. It came out like a pedophile's laugh.

He tried not to act freaked out, but he couldn't hide it. And whenever someone is vulnerable like that...I know what I have to do.

I grabbed his ass, and whispered, "Are you nervous?"

He nodded tightly.

I laughed for real this time, and it came out creepy too. But that's normal.

He looked into nowhere for a minute, as if hesitating.

"Whaaat are you thinking about," I said in a flat tone.

"Come to lunch with meee~" He poked me in the side.

"Bwaaah ok~ But I'm not hungry." I'm never hungry.

"I'll buy you pocky."

"Ew no." I made the face of a kid looking at a worm.

"Uhh...ramune?"

I thought about how much I love ramune.

"Take me to lunch, you sexy man."
_____________________________________________

I plopped in a booth, hurting my butt as usual. But I don't give a shit.

"That sounded painful."

"It was."

He got up to get food, as I stared blankly into the reflection of me in the table.

"Man, I'm cute." I played with a lock of blue hair.

"You are cute, aren't you?"

CRon's expression appeared in the table, right behind mine.

"Holy shit, and I thought I was the creepy one."

He actually smiled, which ended up feeling weird.

"I forgot to ask if you wanted anything."

"I said I'm not hungryyy."

"I'll get you water then," he said, walking off.

"If only I had shades...Dat ass."

He set a glass of water on the table, going back to get his own food.
_____________________________________________________

At that perfect moment, Kanie came into the cafeteria, sitting across from me. She held and iced tea.

"Hey, you know, everything BUT the iced tea is free." I took a sip of my water, barely even thirsty.

"But I like iced tea."

"Suit yourself. Hey, CRon, get over here."

He strutted over, holding a plate full of food.

"You sure you can eat all that?" I glanced at it, imagining me trying to eat all of it.

"You know what I realized," he said. "After going all around the country and working for lots of hospitals, I realized that Resurgam's got the best food."

"Everyone else must really suck, then," Kanie giggled.

As I watched CRon eat, I wondered how he could eat as much as he wanted, not being imprisoned, and stay skinny like he is. Then I hopped over next to Kanie.

"Hey," I said softly. "You… why are you sitting with us?"

"Because I can. Why?"

"Because he obviously doesn't like you, that's why," I said, realizing I was only about an inch from her.

"I can sit with my friends," she said.

PFFFFFF. "I'm sure as hell not your friend," I scoffed. "Now tell me why you left your first college."

"I didn't get into my first college," she repeated.

"You did. You even half-admitted it. Now tell me why."

"Why don't you ask your boyfriend?"

I smiled. "I think I'll do that right now." I swung back around the table.

"Did she get Rosalia AIDS or something?"

He looked surprised, then swallowed and whipsered back,

"I'm pretty sure that's what Professor Sartre said...but maybe not about the AIDS."

I nodded calmly, sitting back down and clearing my throat.

"OHHHH MYYYY GODDDDDDDDD," I shouted. I bet the whole hospital could hear. "YOU HAD ROSALIAAAA. LIKE, OHHEMMMGEEEE." I slapped my hands on my cheeks, talking with an octopus smooch face.

"I didn't. What did you tell her?" Kanie glared over at CRon. He shrugged, as if he had gotten amnesia all over again.

"Wait. He said that you had Rosalia." CRon flailed his arms around in a hurried X motion.

"Hmph." She talked, looking at him. "Alright, I did. It was a light case, so I'm fine. Tada." She frowned, looking away.

"Explain," I pushed, scooting in closer to her.

"Why should I? I've given you enough. I got Rosalia, got better, left campus. The end." Cool story bro.

"She didn't even show any symptoms," he added.

Good job, telling the PATHOLOGIST all of this, and still trying to convince me.

"Then you still could have stayed on campus," I shot back.

"With you around?" Shoe laughed sarcastically. "As if."

I thought about it for a minute.

"Well, I guess you're right," I replied.

"See my point? I have to go back to my office."

"What? To be alone? You haven't changed at all, Kanie." I got up, letting her out.

"You haven't either." She stomped out of the cafeteria.

I looked at the exit, even though no one stood there. "I have to go too. Something's bugging me."

Surprisingly, he cleaned his plate. "Okay."

I got up, striding back to the pathology ward.
_____________________________________________

I grabbed a few ampules of which held the virus, and I picked up a casing of syringes. I strode back to my office.

I flung the stuff on my desk, pulling out what held old syringes. I noticed some were gone.

"Oh hell no."

I realized whoever had gotten hold of those syringes could be infected with the new disease. I started having a panic attack. I needed to tell someone.

I went off to look for Kanie.
_____________________________________________

After getting somewhat lost, I walked into my office and Kanie was already there, looking over my stuff.

"Don't go through my shit. Actually, it's why I need to talk to you," I said fast.

"Why would you ever want to talk to me anyw--"

"I fucked up, I fucked up bad."

"W-what?"

"Imagine the Rosalia virus, that stigma and GUILT bullshit, and like, AIDS."

"Fuck, what did you do?" Kanie glared at me, her inner personality showing.

"How does 'The Rossellini Virus' sound to you?" I mumbled.

She looked like she was thinking about what I said.

"HOW DID YOU CREATE AN EVEN MORE MUTATED VIRUS? I DIDN'T THINK IT WAS POSSIBLLLLLE," She shouted.

"I GOT BORRRRED"