My dearest apologies for this is cringe.

Angst to fluff

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I don't have much info about the hanahaki disease.

It's gonna be weird. I understand.

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Roses are red,
So is the blood
On the bathroom floor
Of the one and only Dust.
Petals everywhere,
He looks around,
In his room, anywhere
For his phone, to make a call.

"Hey, Dust, what's up?"

Said the person on the other line.
Dust tried to say something, but he was coughing the whole time.

"Dust, are you alright?"

(Screw rhyming)
The worried voice on the other side made Dust hang up the phone.
Then Dust heard his ringtone.
He declined the call, he got up, and walked out of the bathroom.
He was still coughing harshly.
Then a knock was heard on his door.

"Dust? Sci wants to talk to you."

"I'll be out!"

Dust shouted. He tried to pull his scarf to the point it would cover his mouth.
He washed up, and went out.

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Since I'm lazy af, I will be making a part 2