' Urgh, this radio..— '

The sound of a familiar grumble woke you up from the sweet dream that you have been wrapped in. The sound of the rumbling of a car sounded below you, as you opened your eyes to see that you were sat in the passenger seat of a car. The radio was making a fuzzy sounds, like if it was broken. Cuddy had drugged you in the excuse to inject you a vaccine, how fun, and now you were in your way to your father's funeral. Fuck.

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Your head was spinning and the world around you seemed to also be spinning along your head. This wasn't what you wanted, you didn't want to go to your father's funeral, because you and him had always hated eachother, and at the hour of his death it didn't even change.. What angered you more, was the fact that it happened while you were trying to cure an Asian woman.

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You left a simple grumble before flipping to see towards the celling of the car, and by the corner of your eyes — You found Wilson, your best friend, sitting behind the wheel, obviously with directions towards the funeral. He wasn't speaking to you, he had left you to stop having connection with you, because you were toxic.. and because of the accident with Amber.