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... bad, but at least I could walk now without feeling like my ribs were gonna puncture my lungs or something.
I packed up my stuff, which wasn’t much - just my phone charger and the clothes I had been wearing when I got hit. Oh, and Nina’s lunch container. I couldn’t just keep it, right? That would be weird.
’Man, I’m happy to get out of here,’ I thought as I limped toward the exit. ’I really need to take a shit and nothing beats your own toilet.’
The hospital bathroom situa ...
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