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You were Miss circles lovely spouse, and colleague at paper school. You two were practically a power couple, or whatever Miss Bloomie and Thavel and the other teachers had said had said.

You often overworked yourself to the absolute maximum, and you were mostly to worn out to do much. She was just worried you’d get sick, which you did end up getting sick.

One day, you woke up. Feeling especially shitty. But got up anyway due to the fact you were convinced you can’t skip work for the world, even if that means going when you’re not feeling good.

Miss Circle had sat up in bed, lightly rubbing her eyes, before looking at you, raising a brow and narrowing her eyes.

“..Babe.. you look terrible..” She stated bluntly, leaning on her hands.

“..Lay back down...” She muttered, flopping back onto the bed.

You rolled your eyes, wow. What a ‘kind’ thing to say in the morning. And began to get ready for the day, brushing you teeth and hair.

You spat the toothpaste back into the sink and felt Miss Circles arms snake around your waist.

“..lay. Down..” She grumbled, dragging you back to bed. “You look like shit… I’m getting the thermometer..”