this is where we vomit

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Dinner that night was awkward but only for Tae and Nebula, as Molly was her usual cheery self. She ate an entire bowl of chicken alone followed by cake. Almost an entire cake despite Tae’s warning that she would be upset. "Stop Molly, " he repeated as he looked at her. Molly paused and slowly took up another piece of cake and bit into it, as if challenging him. Tae raised up in hands in surrender and sighed, "Your funeral. When you throw up don't come crying to me,' and he got up to clear the dishes. He knocked on Nebula’s bedroom door around 12 that night. “She vomiting,” he said simply indicating with his thumb and hand to the back of him. Nebula’s duty he seemed to have said as he walked in and sat on her bed. Nebula got up and went into the other bathroom in the hallway. She heard

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