C75 Mia’s sick

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Mia laid on her bed, staring at the ceiling in boredom when a sneeze unexpectedly erupted from her nose. “Ntin!”

Frowning, she pondered who might be talking badly about her.

She shrugged her shoulders, slipping down from the bed. She then sauntered over to the window. Less than twenty-four hours had passed, yet she was already weary of staying home