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Wednesday stared at the plate of food set infront of her, the others talking amongst eachother yapping about some stupid science test while Wednesday is to busy contemplating getjng up and leaving, it had always been like this and Wednesday swears that the other have noticed. But she hasn't ate in 6 weeks and 7 days "oh shut up you dickhead," that voice still sounded so similar to the....group of guys...from her old school,
Bruno had recently joined the group at lunch..and his voice and accent just are a constant reminder of the guys from her old school.
Itch
Itch
She didn't know how long she'd been scratching at her arm before Enid grabbed the arm she was using to scratch the cuts and gently pulled it away from the other, keeping it subtle sure but it means she had noticed.
Head hurt
Head hurt
Her head hurts so fucking much and it had been for ages.
Sleep
Sleep
Her eyes had grown more tired and foggy
..Head.. feels..ligh-
Thump