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Rated: E · Fiction · Other · #1866222
another drabble related to the first one. created in the same way and in the same feel.
The temperature around him suddenly felt too warm for an autumn day.His eyes were hurting which made it impossible for him to crack the lids covered his eyes just to see where he was at that moment. His body was aching despite the fact that he could feel the soft mattress beneath his back. Soft mattress? A small part of his mind remembered that the last place he leaned on was the red couch in the living room, and that narrow cushion wasn't as comfortable as the ad said.

"Maybe I was wrong," he mumbled to himself then fell deeper into somewhere out from the confusion and reality, not quite a dream but a pit hole of nothingness.

The second time he gained his consciousness back, he could feel something cold on his forehead and a hand caressing his oily hair. Once again, he really wanted to open his eyes and just see whoever brought his home back to him. Unluckily to him, he couldn't as if his eyes were permanently glued with a shoe glue. Instead, he leaned closer to whomever was beside him that time.

"Stay with your dream," the familiar voice whispered but he was unable to think of a certain figure.

The temperature wasn't too warm anymore, in fact it felt like autumn again even if his bones were still aching and his head felt like a thousand times bigger, he's no longer sweating. The first thing he saw when he successfully opened his eyes was the white and dusty ceiling above him and then he half opened window on his left side. His right side was a shock and a surprise which automatically moved his body and the pain button was shut down.

The red head girl was asleep in sitting position with her head lolled to the right side and her right hand was on his head. She was jolted away with the boy's sudden movement. Her swollen eyes opened up wide as she touched the boy in frantic way.

"Are you feeling better?!" She asked still in a panic tune.

The boy nodded his head and brought her hands down before she pulled the girl down back to the laying position on the bed.

"Let's sleep again ... I'm fine ..."
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