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    The Roommates – Fast Forward to 2019: Chapter 53

    The Roommates – Fast Forward to 2019: Chapter 53

    Tuesday, December 24, 2019
    2:30 pm PST – Hollywood Hills, California (5 pm in Toronto Canada)
    Henry Young & Christina Anderson Residence


    Henry held on to his stomach, the cramping was becoming unbearable. He grabbed the trashcan. His stomach heaved as he vomited up a nasty combination of eggs, tortillas, and scotch. He was sweating, beads of salty liquid sliding down his belly and the sides of his face.

    Fluids came from both ends of his digestive system at the same time and he prayed to God that he’d just die already. When his body was empty, he shuffled miserably to bed. He knew he’d had a lot to drink, but alcohol had never given him this level of gastrointestinal discomfort. It felt like he had the stomach flu.

    He closed his eyes, his body melting into the bed. “I’ll just sleep it off. I’ll feel better in a few hours.”

    Tuesday, December 24, 2019
    6:22 pm PST – Orange County, California (9:22 pm in Toronto Canada)
    Steven & Tracy Kennard Residence


    Steven held the phone in his hand and frowned at his wife. They were standing in the kitchen, worrying about Henry and Christina. The dining room table had been set and the rest of the family was growing anxious.

    “Still no answer,” said Steven.

    Tracy looked worried. “He did say he was coming, right? Did you call Christina?”

    He nodded. “Her assistant told me she’s on the set and that she’d call back soon. But Henry should be here. This isn’t like him.”

    Tracy frowned. “Well, maybe he’s out. Maybe he’ll be here soon. Should we eat or should we wait?”

    Steven locked eyes with his wife. “You guys eat. I’ll take David and we’ll go by the house and check on him.”

    “Are you sure?” Tracy asked.

    “He’s family, Trace. I don’t have a good feeling about this.”

    Tuesday, December 24, 2019
    4:00 pm PST – Hollywood Hills, California (7 pm in Toronto Canada)
    Henry Young & Christina Anderson Residence


    Henry clutched his chest, it hurt terribly. He could feel his heart tightening, a pain shooting up his left arm. He was short of breath and hadn’t been able to make it to the bathroom to vomit since he’d lain down. The smell of his own stink made him vomit even more and then suddenly, everything in his body seemed to freeze in a seizing cramp.


    1. Oh snap! Daddy Warbucks strike two. Damn hes clearing the path. He’s freaking poisoned Henry. I feel like I’m on an episode of GOT!.. lol. 🌬🚔 I hear the po po coming and the winner takes all is playing in the background
      For Tina. Geez girl I’m hanging on but this rollie coaster has a lot of twists and turns.. thank you..

    2. Well, I was all for Henry dying in an accident. But I never thought you would include murder. Please have Darth Kennard pay for all of this. He loses a lightsaber duel and dies as well. Oh sorry, wrong fandom ;p
      Seriously though, he has to be held accountable for the murder of Henry.

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