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Asian GodsDrip. Drip. Drip.
The sound of leaking water woke me up. My eyes fluttered open and I was looking at a white ceiling. My head was heavy, like I had collided with something hard before I knocked out. I struggled to push myself up, in a sitting position, with my elbows.
"You're up." I spunned my head towards the direction the voice was speaking from and regretted it instantly.
"Ughhhh" I groaned, gripping my forehead and sinking back onto the bed.
"I wouldn't move if I were you. Mundanes. Pfft." Chanyeol spat.
"Where am I?" I asked once I regained perfect vision and had the energy and strength to prop myself up the bed.
"You." he said with a smirk,
"Are in hell."
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Sorry :(
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