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    Look On The Brightside: Nurse Me Back To Hell

    Alice!!!" Bette managed to croak, her voice raspy and a little weak. Hearing no response from the living room, she tried again, a little louder this time.


    "Al–" Before she could even finish calling her friend’s name, her throat got irritated and she started to gag and have a coughing fit.

    "You bellowed Madame Porter? Alice said as she made her way inside Bette and Tina’s bedroom. She stood beside the bed for a few more minutes, watching Bette cough her lungs out. "Call me when you’re done." She joked, pointing to the door with her thumb pretending to head out. She laughed as Bette glared at her.

    "Okay, okay.. I’ll stay, I know you can’t live without me." Alice winked.

    "Don’t flatter yourself." Bette finally said as her cough attack began to subside.

    "Tsk tsk.. Porter, what the hell will happen to you without little old me?"

    "Oh, I don’t know Al," Bette rolled her eyes. "Probably live longer." The brunette deadpanned.


    "Such negativity, so early in the morning." Alice shook her head. "Whatever Porter, you’re so in denial."

    "And you’re so delusional." Bette sniffled and pulled a tissue out from the box on her nightstand. She blew her nose with much gusto, wrapped the mucous-filled tissue in a ball and stuck her hand out for Alice to take and get rid of it.

    "Eww gross!" Alice grimaced as she tried to swat Bette’s hand away.

    Bette laughed and pretended to throw the tissue at Alice, causing the blonde grab a pillow from the bed and hold it up protectively to shield her body. "Stop it Porter!" Alice screamed.

    Alice ducked her head behind the pillow as she saw Bette angling to throw the tissue ball at her. Within a few seconds, she felt a tiny gust of wind pass by her head, causing her to turn around just in time to see the mucous ball land inside the trash bin that was in the corner of the bedroom.

    "She shoots and she scores!" Bette laughed. She leaned forward, and with her signature sexy arrogant Porter smirk added, "And I did that with you blocking my vision and the target about 4 meters away. Can you tell Helena that?" Bette tilted her head.

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    1. I laught out loud while reading the last three chapters. I seem to have fallen behind so I ended up reading them in one sitting. They were hysterical and made my day enjoyable. Can’t wait to read more of your snippets.

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