"Where do あなた think you're going?" came Greg's voice from where his face was burried into Lisa's head.
"What?" she asked innocently.
"I felt あなた move; you're about to get up to go to work," he replied. "Don't go,"
"I have to,"
"You were up at 3 this morning with a headache and period pain, do あなた really think あなた should be going to work?"
"I'm fine, Greg. If あなた hadn't noticed, I'm already over my hangover."
"Just wait till あなた stand up," he smirked, but Lisa felt it.
"I'm ready to prove あなた wrong,"
"Wanna bet?"
"Okay?" she asked, daring him to come up with something to bet.
"If あなた stand and feel faint,...
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