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... Peter sat up in bed, groaning softly as he rubbed his face with his hands. The faint light streaming through the window cast soft shadows across the room, highlighting his disheveled appearance. His voice was muffled by his palms as he muttered, "I’m so freaking pathetic. How could I have possibly ended up sick? Come on, man..."
The words lingered in the still air, but Peter froze mid-thought. A strange, prickling sensation crept down his spine, like an itch he couldn’t quite reach. Slo ...
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