"Max, the pills. I need more pills. I'm dying here. You're killing me. Please. Ken!! Oh my god. Kill me. Kill me, now!" I woke up in the middle of the night, tugging his arm waking him up roughly. "I'm up. I'm up. Shit, Barbie. Seriously, you have a very low tolerance for pain. That's enough pain meds for you. Just think of something else. How about food? Do you want a snack? Want to watch a movie?" Ken, my Malibu Mob, sat up after I shook his shoulder with as much force as my pained self could muster."Pee, I need to pee! Take me to the bathroom now!" He laughed and carried me carefully, to the bathroom. I'd pout if I could, but my bladder reminded me that I needed to hurry."What are you still doing here? I need my privacy. I can't pee with you looking at me. And closed the door, please..." I managed to pout and he finally left me alone to do my business.We ended up watching a movie in his bed while he brought me ice cream and some bread as per my request. I put a large chunk of
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