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"I'm sick and tired of being sick and tired." His voice broke as he buried his head in his hands.

I watched intently. It felt nice for once not to be the fuck up. Of course, due to the fact that i'd never had to be the comforter in this sort of situation I had no idea what to say to magically make the pain go away.

"Harry you'll be okay." I whispered.

He looked up at me with his glassy eyes and runny nose. It took him two seconds to crack a smile.

"You're full of shit."

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started : 9/7/19