Tonight was not a good night for him. He groans, not feeling too well after the drinks he had tonight. Right after that ugly old woman cursed him out for not being kind, he's just felt all... tingly. And not in a good way. It's itchy and uncomfortable. He rolls over in his huge, empty bed, grumbling to himself. He'll see the doctor tomorrow. They'll make time for him, they have to. This is far more important than any of those small...children. They can wait. He hears his stomach churning.
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