Post-Nut Allergies

Time was irrelevant when it came to Min-a.

However, the one thing that was undeniably real was the killer headache and slight nausea plaguing him.

Still, he convinced himself that if he slept through everything, you know- “out of sight, out of mind,” then he wouldn't have to deal with reality.

He imagined he was under his bedsheets, the warm yellow glow in his room enshrouding him. But that fantasy didn't even solidify into a real delusion when a loud noise rang right beside his head.

Min-a swore he had an Aneurysm because his head almost exploded from the sudden blood rush to his head.

He waited for the blue bird song from an Intro in Naruto to exhaust itself before he took a deep breath, switching from his side to face his pillow face first.

Min-a spoke with his voice muffled into the pillow, “I promise you, old man, that deathwish you are dearly searching for, I'll hand it to you, free of charge.”

So much venom filled his tone that it could have scorched t