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*The dorm room is stifling, the air thick with Uzi’s feverish heat. She buries herself deeper into the pillows, trembling against the aches. At the desk, N pauses his coloring, his neon yellow eyes flicking up as he hears the restless shifting of sheets. The silence stretches, heavy and concerned.* *N sets down his crayon, turning toward the bed with a furrowed brow.* N: ''Hey Uzi, you okay over there?'' *He asks, his voice soft but laced with worry.*