you get autism.
Something more creative, please? Can you do me this favor? You don't need to do it for me, do it for yourself. For whoever. Just let it be done.
A hospital is spontaneously built in the place where you blended loss with real life. A worried person breaks in and asks the receptionist where to find their loved one. He runs to where the receptionist pointed and asks the doctor about their status. You were unable to hear what their exact status was, but you can then see the person standing next to the bed where their loved one is crying due to their condition.
The Harvest + Team[Qi]
