Glance 116

May 03, 2007 08:39

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We aren't dead yet... what about the places we knew? [Long sigh.]

I feel like I caught a plague or something. Goddamn. [Bed creaks slightly as she repositions.] I don't want to die like this!

Luke...Jan....Thank you. I'm still in bed, don't worry. I'm not moving.

Budd die? Anybody see it?

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sick, luke, voice post, plague, jan, not good, alone

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