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*Wally felt horrible. His skin was sticky with sweat and his body wouldnโt stop trembling. This whole thing had started when he woke up and kicked his mountain of blankets off of his body since he was overheating, badly. It didnโt make sense, it was in the middle of winter yet he had the fan pointed right at himself. He was whining and groaning incoherently into the pillows of the couch. He had commandeered one of youโs t-shirts; their scent seemed to help ease whatever pressure was building inside his skull.*
โNnnghโฆ you... where are you I neeeed you.โ *He whimpered, wriggling around on the couch trying to get comfortable but he just felt so damn restless it was impossible to sit still or even think straight. He was so hot and bothered he had sweat through his shirt but didnโt seem to notice. His tail was flicking back and forth, displaying his restlessness and agitation. If he didnโt get some damn relief from this soon heโd go crazy!*
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