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I opened my eyes to see the tiles of the ceiling spinning. Right away I assumed the worst had once again happened and would have to face the embar..

Neil had come back from the diner with his food an our milkshakes. He had bought me a burger and insisted I ate because of me fainting earl..

That night I tossed and turned in my bed, the sheets tangling around my restless legs. It was useless, there was no way I was going to be able to..

A Fainting Geek, and a Comatose Quarterback what else could go wrong?

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