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There is a slight warning: if you want to know it just keep scrolling down to look at the author's note. If not, enjoy! :) ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Jason snapped up out of his seat, knocking the bowl of popcorn to the floor.  His face paled as he rushed to the bathroom.  He prayed that she would be alright.  He fought the urge to vomit as he secured her to the roof of his mouth; he swallowed the remaining liquid.  His tongue could feel her heart dangerously race and thud against her ribcage, a small salty taste dripped on the base on his tongue. She was crying.  He realized that.  He fought stinging in the back of his own eyes.  He could