“Hey, Dad.”
“Yuki? I wasn’t expecting you to call until tonight sometime.”
“Yeah, I’m kinda not feeling too good, so I’m staying home.” It’s not even a lie. His nose feels like it has wet cotton wool stuffed up it and he barely feels like he can move - as though he’s gained 500lbs and his muscles haven’t caught up yet.
“Drink green tea. It’s
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