Put your hands up! Radio station

8:36am

Mic goes into his room, setting up his radio and coughs a bit of blood but he shrugs it off and starts his radio while thinking of a certain someone, felt some longing but didn’t want to be that shitty person who forces people so he started his radio

“GOOD MORNING MY LISTENERS! How are we doing this morning eh? Well.. today! We are gonna-“ Mic was interrupted when he coughed harshly, making him mute his microphone as he heaved and got onto the ground and coughed up blood and petals, his arms trembling “oh for fucks sake!” he coughed out before he heard the door knock and then he shouted, his voice shaky “Please don’t open!”