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Velma had fallen ill, and she couldn't perform for the night.
Roxie was furious. This bitch was ruining her show over a little sickness. And, worse, Velma was claiming that it was bad and that she couldn't get out of bed.
"Fuck you, Velma" Roxie said harshly, infuriated at this whole situation. Velma rolled her eyes.
It wasn't like she wanted to cancel that night, but she literally couldn't perform. She couldn't even get out of bed without her fevered and weak body shaking so badly that it forced her to throw up.
"You can perform by yourself if it's that damn important to you" Velma told her. Roxie took a deep breath and looked at the other woman.
She did look rather unwell. She certainly shouldn't just leave her like this...
"Fine" Roxie breathed. "We can cancel. It'll be fine"
"Good girl"
"Shut up"