"No, you are enough... I just want to get out... I don't care what happens anymore! I just want out of this house! I want to see my friends! I'll even do my damned homework if that means I can get out of here sooner," Hitaki gasped as it became harder to breathe and blindly reached for his inhaler. Hitaki closed his eyes as he put the lip to his mouth and pressed the silver canister down and he inhaled deeply pulling the powered medication into his lungs. Hitaki held his breath for a few minutes to let it settle before he exhaled and inhaled again. Letting out a moan of frustration, Hitaki set the inhaler down on his nightstand and glared up at the ceiling. "I hate this..." he trailed off before quickly correcting himself, "I don't hate you but I hate this...."
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James Staten 
