[center][b]Leon[/b][/center]

It seemed that his coughing fit scared the poor kid having a panic attack, because he fainted. Well, at least he wasn't having a panic attack anymore. Right? Leon wanted to say something as the punk girl and the weird dancing guy came up and tried to get him to wake up. But he was still hacking away, it would be another moment or two before it finally stopped. So he was helpless to watch as the dancing guy picked him up and spun away. Leon forced himself not to laugh, it would have just made the coughing worse.

It finally FINALLY stopped and the dying boy took a few shaky deep breaths. He looked up as the punk girl as she spoke, offering him a red cloth to clean himself up with. "Thank you." He said in a raw, shaky voice, and accepted the cloth. He used it to clean up the blood the best he could, but he'd still have to take a trip to the restroom to finish. At least the cloth was red, it wouldn't be too hard to get the blood out of. A few more deep breaths and he felt that he could speak normally again. "I probably looked like something out of a horror game huh?" He said, his gamer nature getting the better of him. 

With a hand on the wall to support himself, Leon rose carefully to his feet. He legs felt a bit like jelly, but he could stand on them so that was a good sign. He'd have to remember to return the cloth to her once it was clean. He was sure he'd see her again at some point. There was always the party tonight. It'd give him an excuse to go and at least stay out of the house and away from overbearing parents for a little longer.