Chapter 20

To this day he is still pale. "Fuck, I hate being sick," he whispered coldly. I smiled bitterly as he approached. "Rest first, hurry, let's go. I will skip class this afternoon first. The professors are scared of me so it's okay, they might die of fear when I talk to them in a tr-in-ash. " Primo laughed and shook his head. He hugged me before kissing me on the cheek. "Thank you." "It's nothing. I take care of you because you got a stuff toy there in Tom's World. Come on, you've been standing before, you might feel worse. We will really be punished. " I accompany him to his room. I also support him as he lies down on the bed. He looks really sick, obviously he's busy because he's so sweaty. The pallor of his face increased. I climbed into bed before stroking her hair. "What do you feel?" I asked him worriedly. "I'm fine, baby. You're here, so I'm fine. " "Rest for a while, Primo. I'm not leaving, I'm just here, promise, "I promised him sincerely. He hugged my waist and put his face on m