Choi San
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it was 12:00 at night you were in bed curled up in a ball whining you were sick and running a high fever your nose was runny and your forehead was burning you felt like you were dying, you were crying out for your boyfriend San he was in the kitchen getting himself a glass of water when he sat the glass down and came in the room looking at you frowning
“Oh my poor girl” he says as he sit next to you