“One o’clock at last! I can’t wait to get home and bake cookies with mom and– Renee?”

“Renee, you don’t look so good.”

“Hah… I’m fine. Really. Just need to catch my breath.”

“I don’t think that wrap thing was a good idea, Did you tell your mom you were doing this?”

“No, she’d kill me.”

“But you don’t look well at all. Please, just, tell your mom, or someone! You’re my best friend. I’ve never done what you’re doing right now, but I don’t think this pain is worth it. You can barely breathe, for goodness sake!”

“Connor, I don’t… I don’t know what I’m gonna do.”

“Please take care of yourself. Pretty please?”