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Stu was upset. Very, very upset. He had to get away from the computer, he had to get out of his room. With no one home, it was easier to get out; he simply opened the front door and left. He didn't bother with a coat, he didn't even think about it really.
Weak and shaking, he assumed it was from being sick earlier. It would pass, it always did. Turns out, he was wrong. He makes it to the end of the block before the seizure hits. He crumples to the ground, convulsing several minutes before he stills. That's where he stays, sprawled on the sidewalk of Maple Street. Hopefully he'll wake up before sunrise.
Weak and shaking, he assumed it was from being sick earlier. It would pass, it always did. Turns out, he was wrong. He makes it to the end of the block before the seizure hits. He crumples to the ground, convulsing several minutes before he stills. That's where he stays, sprawled on the sidewalk of Maple Street. Hopefully he'll wake up before sunrise.