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Location: The Café
Interacting with: Ravi [@LokiLeo789] and Charlotte [@ChaoticFox][/center]

Another sharp pain shot through her chest, yet Sophie did not scream. She fell to the floor and curled up into a tight, trembling ball. Her lips moved as if she were trying to say something, yet the only sound that escaped from her were faint gasps as she desperately tried to breathe. Her vision was blurry and she could only hear muffled voices. She reached out weakly and grabbed the bottom of Charlotte's pant leg and tugged it ever so gently. Finally her voice weakly came through. [color=00aeef]"Char... I thought... I thought I had finally made progress... That I was getting better but... But I'm not am I...? I'm getting worse... Am... Am I gonna die...? I don't wanna die yet... But it hurts... It hurts so much... I just wish I was born healthy..."[/color] Sophie murmered softly, a few tears bitterly fell from her eyes. She winced and tensed up as another sharp pain shot through her, then relaxed slightly. [color=00aeef]"Char...? I need you do something for me... Please... If you ever come across a tall young man with blonde hair and bright blue eyes... You can't miss him...  Tell him that I said 'sorry' for yelling at-"[/color] Her voice grew softer and softer until it faded away completely and her grip on Char's pant leg loosened and fell limp, as her eyes slowly closed.