"Still mad about my coffee tho-"
August: I said I was sorry!
"Booo!
August: Ughhhhhhh-fine, I'll go make another pot...
he walks over to the coffee maker but stumbles on his feet a little.
(i like starting arguments :D)
"Yay! Thank ya love."
(Yeah I know you do...)
August stumbles and the coffee mug falls out of his hands, shattering on the floor
August: Ung...
(NOOOOOO)
"Oh no.."
He quickly picks August up.
August passes out, dark circles under his eyes. There's a layer of sweat on his forehead
(>:)
(this sucks now i got no one to bed mad at)
"august..? I'm...taking you to a..hospital."
(>:)))))))))))
August honest to god looks like he's dying
